"Maybe. But until then, she stays in the dark."
Dane didn't argue. Just nodded.
We spent the next hour going over details. Where the Iron Wolves hung out. Who their leadership was. What their weaknesses were.
Brothers asked questions. Made suggestions. Volunteered for assignments.
This was what I loved about the club. When it mattered, everyone stepped up.
But my mind kept drifting.
Back to Mira. Back to this morning.
I couldn't help it.
She'd been so eager. So willing to help me relax.
And it had worked. For a few minutes, I'd forgotten about the club. About the war. About everything.
All I could think about was her.
"Ridge," Dane said again.
I looked up. "What?"
"You're doing it again."
"Doing what?"
"Zoning out. Thinking about Mira instead of focusing on this."
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