first showed up at the camp. Apparently Hudson and Pike had found themselves a wolf pup, who they were now raising and teaching to do their bidding. To Lennox’s amazement, Pike was scarily gentle with the furry beast, and it was rare to see the man around camp without Hope scampering at his scuffed boots.
“She’s in training,” Pike said tightly. “If I leave, it’ll screw up the routine we have going.”
“Hudson knows the routine – she’s been doing it with you,” Connor pointed out. When Pike shrugged again, the leader cursed. “Is this seriously going to be an issue?”
After a beat, Pike swore under his breath. “Fine. I’ll go.”
“Damn right you will.” Connor shifted his exasperated gaze to the railing. “You too, Kade.”
The dark-haired man looked startled. “Why me?”
“Because you fight like shit,” Connor said bluntly. “Wouldn’t hurt to brush up on your hand-to-hand combat skills.”
Kade nodded in resignation. He was only twenty-four and looked it, with his lean frame and boyish features. The guy had been living in West City up until he escaped a little over a year ago, and he’d yet to develop the hard edge that the other men possessed. That every outlaw possessed.
In all honesty, Lennox wasn’t sure what Kade really offered to the group. Xander had vouched for him, though. And the first time Xan brought Kade to Lennox’s house, Lennox had watched the city boy tag-team a curvy blonde with Xan as if he’d been in the free land for years.
“I’m going too, then,” Xander said immediately.
“No.” Connor’s tone invited no argument. “I need you here.”
Xander’s features tightened.
Lennox didn’t claim to be a mind reader like Connor, but he was perceptive enough to figure out the reason for Xander’s unhappiness. Kade was still green, and Xander had taken the guy under his wing. Someone would need to look out for Kade at Foxworth, but neither Rylan nor Pike was up for the job. The former would be too busy chasing pussy, while the latter would no doubt find a shadowy place to hole up in and avoid any social contact.
Connor yet again proved to be the leader Lennox always knew he was by saying, “Lennox will go and keep Kade company.”
Lennox raised an eyebrow. He wasn’t used to other people making decisions for him, but he decided not to argue. He
could
use the change of scenery. Besides, the way Xander’s shoulders relaxed told him the man would appreciate it if he went along.
“No problem,” he said easily.
Connor looked pleased. “Good, then we’re all on board.” He rose from his chair and addressed the group. “You leave tomorrow night.”
3
“Seriously. What’s the deal with you and Lennox? You’re really not sleeping together?”
Jamie wiggled out of her jeans and turned to grin at Hudson, who was sitting cross-legged on the twin bed in Jamie’s cabin. No matter how many times she insisted that she and Lennox were simply friends, Hudson still raised the subject every time the two women were alone together.
“Nope, not sleeping together.” Jamie folded her jeans and carefully placed them in the top drawer of the weathered dresser.
Lennox always teased her about her need to maintain tidiness and order, but it wasn’t a compulsion or anything. So many things in this world were out of her control, but this was one thing she
could
control. Putting away her clothes, eliminating clutter.
Stupid as it might be, Jamie equated living out of a backpack with admitting defeat – it was like saying it was inevitable that they’d be forced to run again.
Fuck, she was tired of running. Her entire childhood had been one frantic getaway after the next, a constant cycle of packing up and moving somewhere new. Sometimes, if the Enforcers were breathing down their necks, packing wasn’t even an option.
There had been times when Jamie was tempted to beg her parents to surrender to the council and move to the city. Because really, the people