Seeing her on her knees in my bedroom...did all types of things to me. Her hair messy from sleep, her skin flushed from her dreams and cheeks gradually turning purple from the embarressment of what she was doing.

Crossing my arms I smirk, widening my legs as she squeaks a response to my greeting. Chuckling I hold out a hand for her and surprisingly she takes it.

Raising a brow I grin. Seeing her confusion in her eyes...well in her one good eye. Her beautiful face was swollen on one side. Her lip still bleeding from the brutal bleeding.

I had tortured each of them last night while she slept. Trying to determine which one of the bastards it was. Unfortunately, no one was owning up. Fucking cowards.

So, it was down to her. The mysterious outsider. To identify the man who touched her in such a violent manner, against my orders.

Giving her a reassuring smile, I find myself, without thinking, reaching out. Touching very lightly her bottom lip with my thumb. Shaking my head in disgust. "I swear to you, I will deal with this."

With that, I left. I felt her eyes follow me. She seemed so vulnerable than before. The beating knocking her confidence perhaps?

Frowning, I knock on Sissy's door and wait. If anyone has clean clothes to fit Star, she did.

She was lean, strong and blonde. Her daughter, Violet, was just as beautiful and twice as adorable. Both of them had broken many hearts in the pack over the last couple of years.

Sissy swung the door of her trailer open and grinned, wrapping her arms around me. Pulling me into a hug. I hated hugs....well, just being touched in general. Our father was good with his fists. If I willingly let him beat me he would leave Sissy alone. Let's leave it at that.

"My, my! Look who is back Vi!" Sissy calls. Kissing my stubbled cheek. As she flicks her long blonde hair over her shoulder. Turning to see Violet in the doorway, holding a stuffed pig. Seeing me her face lights up and she grins. Rushing towards me and leaping into my arms. "Uncle Knox!"

Wrapping my large arms around her I laugh.

"Hey there, little darlin'."

As I put her feet back on the ground she takes my hand in hers and holds it tightly as I return my attention back to her mother. "Sorry to call so late, Sis. I need some clean clothes..."

"For the outsider." She cut me off. Raising her brows as she crossed her arms. Staring at me with a little amused smirk that I wasn't fucking liking.

Violet chose that moment to jump on my back and I quickly held her legs against me. Keeping her from falling as she got comfortable and giggled against my back.

"Uh, yes. It would help. She hasn't any luggage."

Sissy grinned and went inside. "Come on, big bro." I follow. Dropping Violet on her mothers bed as I join Sissy in her walk in wardrobe.

Rows of tops, bottoms, shoes crowded the small room. Standing on a heel of a stiletto...I think...I hiss in pain then limp over to her side as she pulls a black vest and a pair of blue, denim shorts and some military boots. Throwing them on the bed. Then she stands on her tippy toes. Reaching for underwear. A pair of black shorts and a black, simple, bra.

Holding them out to me I take them. Staring from them to her in mock confusion. "They're not really my style..."

"Ha, ha, ha!" Sissy gave a snort. "Very funny."

On returning to the bed I pick up the clothing and smile at Violet as she plays quietly. "See you around Kiddo..."

"Bye Uncle Knox!" She smiles warmly.

I was about to leave when Sissy grabs my arm. Looking over my shoulder at her I frown curiously. Her face screamed concern. Giving her a reassuring smile I kiss her hand that lingers on my arm. "Don't fret Sis."

"You need a mate Knox." She said bluntly. I was stunned. She was stating the obvious.

"I know. I understand my responsibilities for fuck sake!"

"I know you do!" She lets go of me and runs her hand over her arm nervously. "But, please. Make sure the mate is in the pack...."

"What're you saying Sis..." I felt a wave of anger. Since when is she interested in who I fuck and who I don't.

"Don't lose your heart to someone who doesn't deserve it..." Sissy raises her brows and nods towards my trailer. I flick my eyes to where the outsider lurks, then back at my sister. My face must have been a picture because hers was something else entirely. I'd never seen so much hatred and frustration on her beautiful face as I laughed so loud the door shook.

"Holy fucking jesus!" I laughed. Wiping away a tear, trying to catch my breath. "You crack me up!"

"It's not funny!"

"Oh, it is...I can't believe it." I walked away, still laughing.

How wrong I was and Sissy so right....