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back out into the common area where all the action apparently was. She took a seat at the bar and watched on with curiosity. And, I had to admit, I was a bit inquisitive myself.
    What I thought was a simple fight between two wannabes was anything but.
    “I told you I’d cut a bitch the next time I found out,” Hawke’s woman, Edana, screamed so loud I thought glass was gonna shatter. Two prospects stood between her and the whore Hawke had apparently been fucking with, the look on the wannabe’s face pure terror. Edana was a bit of a wild card, her temper notorious around our entire circle. Usually, Hawke could handle her, but there were times like this where she became uncontrollable. If fire could have shot from her eyes and disintegrated the wannabe on sight, it would have been less of a shock than what was about to happen.
    How Hawke’s woman even got in here was beyond me. She knew she wasn’t supposed to show up, yet she chose to ignore club rules, which more than irked me, but I wanted to see how everything played out, so I was willing to let it go.
    For now.
    While the raving lunatic of a woman was focused on her man, the scared club whore grabbed her friend’s hand and quickly headed toward the front entrance, realizing damn well that, if she stayed any longer, she was gonna regret it.
    “Calm down, baby.” Hawke laughed, his smile fueling the inferno that was Edana. He was clearly more than tipsy, and his brain wasn’t registering the severity of what was about to pop off. He knew his woman better than anyone, and he of all people should have realized she was simply getting warmed up. They’d been together for years and their relationship had always been volatile. Sometimes they were lovin’ on each other and other times . . . Well, other times were like this.
    Full throttle all the way.
    Simply because I craved a good show, I found an empty seat at the far end of the bar. Jerking my chin in Trigger’s direction for another drink, I swiveled around to watch.
    “ Calm down? ” she shrieked, quickly tying back her long auburn hair, indicating she meant business. Reaching for the closest weapon she could find, which just so happened to be a switchblade someone had left lying around, she aimed directly for his face and hurled it through the air. “We’ll see how pretty you are when you have a nice cut down the side of your face,” she seethed, trying to push past Jagger, one of the prospects doing his best to hold her back. “See how many sluts want your ass when your face is all fucked up!” she screamed.
    Edana was a small woman, but she was strong as fuck. I’d gotten in the midst of one of their wars one too many times, so I knew what a handful she was. But, for some reason, Hawke loved her and kept her around, despite everything.
    Luckily, the part of the knife that made contact with him was only the butt of the blade. It hit him right in the forehead, to be exact. The look of shock on his face was amusing, although I had no idea why he was stunned. He knew what she was like—fuck, he had the scars to prove it.
    “Are you crazy, woman?” he growled, the stun of the metal handle knocking him back into sobriety. Well, a little bit at least. “You could have cut me.” Hawke’s long black hair was secured on top of his head into some sort of man bun, he called it. At least his vision wasn’t obstructed for what she chose to do next.
    Before anyone realized what was happening, she grabbed one of the heavy blades Jagger kept on his waistband, stepped around the prospect and threw it with all her might at the man she supposedly loved more than life itself. His eyes went wide when he realized what she’d thrown, thankfully stepping out of the way in time to allow the knife to hit the wall directly behind him.
    She’d missed him by an inch.
    Okay, now shit just got real.
    I jumped off my chair and rushed forward, closing the distance until I reached Hawke. His face showed his rage, and he looked