Epilogue

Kiara's laughter drew my attention, and I stopped focusing on what Mac was telling me so I could listen to the musical sound. She was sitting at the bar talking to Cat, giving me a great view of her incredible ass, and her pretty blond hair hung down her back in soft waves.

Fuck, my woman is gorgeous.

But the best part was the large patch on her back that deemed her my property. It was as important to me as the ring I'd slipped on her finger the day after I'd made a deal with the devil to keep her safe.

"Knight," Mac grunted.

I swung my gaze back to him and shrugged unapologetically.

"Cash sent word. He found the sister and is bringing her back here."

We didn't bring every person we rescued to the compound. Otherwise, it would be crowded and feel like the revolving door to a hotel. Instead, we had safe houses and arrangements with local motels and shelters. However, there was no fucking way that I was gonna entrust the safety of my old lady's sister to anyone else, and the two women needed a chance to meet and get to know each other.

Karina had been out of town when Cash first went to retrieve her. Apparently, she'd graduated early, and her parents had gifted her a ski trip in the mountains over Christmas. She was in Aspen with her mom, and Timkins had planned to join them on Christmas Day. So Cash had to haul his ass all the way out to Aspen and bring her back. It would have been just as easy for Bickle to get to her there.

"Were there any complications? I expected him to be back before Christmas."

Mac grunted again and folded his arms across his chest. "The judge called and warned Karina's mom that we were coming for her daughter. It took some convincing for her to agree. But it seems Karina had to be convinced as well. She had a tough time believing her dad could do any of these things."

I couldn't blame her. My girl had struggled with the knowledge that the loving, attentive father she knew had turned out to be a lying, crooked, cheating asshole.

"He got tired of asking and snatched her."

A bark of laughter escaped my chest, and I saw Kiara glance back at me with a happy smile. I winked, and she blushed prettily before returning to her conversation with Cat.

The front door suddenly slammed open, and a tiny woman who bore a stark resemblance to my woman came marching inside. Cash ambled in after her, looking at ease, but I could see the tension vibrating in him, and his alert gaze never left the young woman.

"He tell her about Kiara?" I queried.

"Timkins told her she existed, but nothing else."

"I want to speak to whoever is in charge!" Karina demanded, planting her hands on her hips. As I walked over to Kiara, I had to swallow a laugh because Karina looked so much like her sister on the day she pulled up to the compound.

"Relax, sunshine," Cash muttered. "You'll get your questions answered, just like I promised. For now, let's get you settled."

Kiara was leaning against me, holding her breath, every muscle in her body tense.

"Want me to take care of her until you're ready to meet?" Cat offered softly.

When Kiara didn't respond, I simply nodded and offered Cat a grateful smile.

She sauntered over to the new arrivals with a welcoming smile.

"You must be Karina. I'm Cat, your tour guide and safety director. If you follow me, I'll take you to your room." Before turning away, Cat shot Cash a questioning glance, and he nodded.

Hmm…well, this was bound to be interesting.

"What was that?" Kiara asked when she finally found her voice.

"What, baby?"

"That." She pointed at Cash, and I looked down to see her face scrunched in consternation. "He's staring at my sister. And what was all that silent communication with Cat—" She broke off with a gasp. "He is not putting my sister in his room!"

Before I could stop her, she was marching toward him. "What do you think you're doing, Cash?" she snapped.

He turned to glare at her but pulled it back slightly when he saw the expression on my face. If he so much as raised his voice to my woman, we were gonna have a problem.

Kiara wagged her finger at him and continued, "You can't—"

"Baby," I interrupted once I caught up with her. I tucked her under my arm and bent my head to whisper in her ear. "You can't get involved."

"But—"

"If he's decided that she's his, we will not get involved," I said more firmly. "Promise me."

She glared at Cash's back as he stalked out of the room. "They just met," she hissed.

I trailed my lips across her jaw and back to place a kiss on the sensitive skin under her ear. She shivered, and I grinned at her reaction as I murmured, "How long had you known me before you let me inside your sweet pussy, baby?"

Her skin flushed a pretty shade of pink, and she licked her lips, sending blood rushing to my cock.

"I knew instantly that you were mine."

"It doesn't always happen like that," she protested.

"When a Silver Saint finds his woman, there is no timeline, baby. We see what's meant to be ours, and we fucking take it. We fall hard, love harder, and knock her up as soon as possible." I grinned at the last part as my hands settled over her tummy.

"You think he really fell for her?" she inquired softly.

I'd recognized the look in his eyes. One I'd seen in many of my brothers'…and in my own. "Yup."

"Well…" She harrumphed a little, then continued, "Doesn't look like she's going to make it easy on him. At least it'll be fun to watch."

"You're underestimating the determination and animal instincts of a Silver Saint, baby. But"—I swept her up into my arms and made my way to the back door, heading to our apartment—"I'm more than happy to demonstrate it so you remember."

Kiara giggled and put her arms around my neck before laying her head under my chin. "Will he love her?"

"Fiercely."

"Like you love me?"

I stopped and waited until she lifted her head and met my gaze. "I don't think anyone could love another person as much as I love you, baby. But I'm sure he'll come close."

"I love you, too, Shane," she sighed, brushing a kiss over my lips.

"I love it when you call me Shane, baby," I growled as I hurried up the stairs to the apartment. "Let's see how many times I can make you scream it before dinner."