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wolves.  He hated fucking wolves, but it had taught him not to lie.  Now he feared his brothers would throw him to the wolves.
     
    He sat up and gripped his cramping stomach.  No.  His brothers were the wolves and he was part of the pack.  They were here and they would fight this thing together.  He wasn’t running from the wolves anymore, he was one of them and that bond couldn’t be severed.  He felt strong.  He was still in pain, but he used it now.
     
    He wanted to throw things.  He wanted to beat the shit out of someone, but he wanted to beat the shit out of himself most of all.  When the pain started he just wallowed in it, knowing it was nothing short of what he deserved.  He curled in a ball on his cot and screamed in pain.  He vomited until he couldn’t move.  He had never been so humiliated in his life and he knew it was his own fault.  He owned his torment and felt it hardening in his very soul.  He felt a knot of strength grow until he felt with absolute certainty that he would beat this.  He would start a new and he would live the life of a man instead of the boy he had lhe boy he ived for so long.  He pulled the pain inside of him and let it harden his soul.  He knew what his brothers did when they went out on missions for the club.  He had never been asked to do those things because Preach hadn’t trusted him enough, hadn’t trusted him to be able to handle it, now he could and he would prove it.
     
     

 
    Six
     
    Lizzie lay in the sweet smelling grass and watched the puffy white clouds play chase across the sky.  Spec hadn’t tried to talk to her.  He had just driven until he found this place and parked.  He’d spread out a blanket and laid beside her as she tried to think of what had happened.  He was still right there even after an hour or more.  He seemed content to watch the clouds and listen to the bees buzz as they flew about.  It was one thing she loved about him.  He was content.  He was constant and steady.  If he made a promise, he kept it, even if he had to take risks to do it.  Lizzie respected that.
     
    Lizzie let her mind drift as she only did with Spec.  She trusted him more than she did anyone else and she knew he would protect her in every way.  She glanced at him to see him resting his head on his linked hands.  His feet were crossed at the ankles and his eyes were closed.  He looked peaceful, relaxed, but he was alert.  He knew what was around them.  She knew that he would keep her safe so she let her guard down.  She knew too that he would be totally honest with her with anything that wasn’t club business and a few things that were.  He trusted her too.  It was a friendship that was completely unexpected, but completely necessary to both of them.  They had no expectations of one another other than trust and friendship.  Lizzie had never experienced a relationship like it and it fed her on a level she couldn’t describe.  She thought it fed him too.  He sought her out as often as she looked for him and there were some times that it was just a need to be near someone that you knew would never betray you.
     
    She let her mind drift to Rider.  He seemed to betray her at every turn and sadly it was becoming what she expected from him.  It had been months since Rider left without a word the morning she had awakened in his bed for the first, and probably the last time.  He hadn’t made contact with her and she knew he hadn’t done so with many of the brothers.  She had been furious at the way they had treated him, but they had all been so mad.  They blamed Rider for things that were out of his control, but it made them all feel less foolish to blame someone other than themselves.  They hadn’t seen Slick as a trader even though it was obvious looking back.  Rider was no more to blame than Lawless, but since Law was a scary motherfucker no one dared blame him.  Law blamed himself though. 
     
    Lizzie chewed her lip.  Maybe that