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Too hot to handle... Tabitha Allen grew up in the thick of Chaos--the Chaos Motorcycle Club, that is. Her father is Chaos leader, and the club has always had her back. But one rider was different from the start. When Tabby was running wild, Shy Cage was there. When tragedy tore her life apart, he helped her piece it back together. And now, Tabbys thinking about much more than friendship... Tabby is everything Shys ever wanted, but everything he thinks he cant have. Shes beautiful, smart, and as his friends daughter, untouchable. Shy never expected more than friendship, so when Tabby indicates she wants more-- more he feels like the luckiest man alive. But even lucky men can crash and burn...

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Own the Wind

Chaos - 1

Kristen Ashley

Acknowledgements

I wish to start my shout outs with Emily Sylvan Kim, my superagent but also a woman who makes the grand feat of diplomacy seem like tying her shoelaces. Im not sure you knew what you were tackling when you signed me on, honey. What I am sure of is that Im delighted youre on my team.

Going my own way for so long in the self-publishing world, I was worrying myself silly about forging new relationship with folks who would dig their hands into my stories. I care about my work more than is probably healthy, and I strive to provide stories to my readers that are far from disappointing.

More proof that the star of fortune has finally decided to shine its light on me as it led me to Amy Pierpont and Lauren Plude at Grand Central Publishing. Amy took pains to preserve my voice, listen to and hear my meanderings about everything under the sun that meant something to me to share about Tabby and Shy, and put up with my crap along the way. And she sent me a bottle of tequila. So you know thats gonna be good stuff. Thank you guys and heres to good things to come.

Own the Wind will be my first book with a bona fide publisher, another in a mess of dreams come true. This beauty would not have befallen me if not for my loyal, dedicated, kickass readers who pimp my books, blog like crazy, and shout my name from rooftops. I wish I had the time and space to name you all, but that would take a decade. I hope you know down to my bones, mamas.

Finally, as my life preferences are writing and communing with my readers, not logging sales spreadsheets, updating websites, and dealing with bank managers, so last but oh so not least

Erika, I love you.

Chas, no way no way I would be here without you.

Prologue

You Dont Know Me

His cell rang and Parker Shy Cage opened his eyes.

He was on his back in his bed in his room at the Chaos Motorcycle Clubs compound. The lights were still on and he was buried under a small pile of women. One was tucked up against his side, her leg thrown over his thighs, her arm over his ribs. The other was upside down, tucked to his other side, her knee in his stomach, her arm over his calves.

Both were naked.

Shit, he muttered, as he lifted and twisted himself out from under his fence of limbs. He reached out to his phone.

He checked the display and touched his thumb to the screen to take the call.

Yo, brother, he muttered to Hop, one of his brethren in the Chaos MC.

Where are you? Hop asked.

Compound, Shy answered.

You busy?

Shy lifted up to an elbow and looked at the two women passed out in his bed.

Not anymore, he replied.

Knowing Shy and his reputation, there was humor in Hops tone when he stated, Tabby Callout.

At this news, fire hit his gut, as it always did when he got that particular callout. He didnt know why, it made no sense, he barely knew the girl, but always when he heard it, it pissed him way the hell off.

You are shittin me, Shy bit out.

No, brother. Got a call from Tug who got a call from Speck. Shes out on the prowl, as usual. Shes closer to you than me, so if you can disentangle yourself from the pussy you got passed out in your room, itd be good you go get her.

There it was. Hop knew Shy and his reputation.

Im on my bike. Text me the address, Shy mumbled, shifting from under the bodies to put his feet on the floor at the side of the bed.

Right. Under radar, yeah? Hop returned, telling him something he knew, and Shy clenched his teeth.

Three years theyd been doing this shit with Tabby. Three fucking years. It was lasting so damned long, he knew, unless she got a serious fucking wakeup call, that girl would never learn.

But no one was willing to do it. The Club didnt normally have any problems with laying it out no matter who it needed to be laid out for, but Tab was different. She was the nineteen-year-old daughter of the President of the Club, Kane Tack Allen.

That meant she was handled with care. That also meant when they got word she was out carousing and needed someone to nab her ass and get her home before she bought trouble, they did it under radar. In other words, they didnt tell Tack. And they didnt tell Tack because the first time it happened he lost his shit, but worse, his old lady took off to extricate Tabby from a bad situation and nearly got her head caved in with a baseball bat.

No one wanted a repeat of that kind of mess, so the brothers kept an eye on her and took care of business without getting Tack involved.

Under radar, Shy muttered then finished, Later, and touched the screen with his thumb.

He rooted around on the floor to find jeans, tee, underwear, and socks. The women in his bed didnt twitch when he sat down next to them to pull on his boots.

Dressed, he turned off the light to his room and headed down the hall and into the common room of the Clubs compound. The brothers rooms were at the back, doors opening off a long hall that ran the length of the building. A doorway in the middle of the hall led to the common area, which had a long, curved bar and a mess of couches, chairs, tables, and pool tables. Off to the side through another door was their meeting room, a kitchen, and a set of locked, reinforced storage rooms.

As he moved through the common space he saw Brick, one of Chaoss members, flat on his back on one of the couches. He had one foot on the floor and was dead to the world. He also had a woman draped on him, dead to the world too. She had a short jean skirt on, and Shy saw that Brick was sleeping with his hand up the hem, cupped on her ass. Shy also saw the woman wasnt wearing any underwear.

Other than that, the space was empty and currently lit only by a variety of neon beer signs on the walls.

That night, Bricks girl had brought two friends to party.

Brick got his girl. Shy got the friends.

Shy left the Compound, went to his bike, threw a leg over, and drove the six blocks to his apartment. Once there, he didnt bother going upstairs to his place. He never bothered to go upstairs to his place.

He wondered vaguely why he kept it. He was rarely there. He ate fast food that he ordered to go. He slept in his bed at his room in the Compound. He worked in the garage at Ride or the auto supply store attached. He drank and partied wherever there was drink or party provided. He communed with the brotherhood.

All other times, he was on his bike.

This was because Parker Cage only felt right on his bike.

It started with the dirt bike he got when he was fourteen, and it never stopped.

Five years ago, on his thirdhand Harley, hed cruised by Ride Custom Cars and Bikes, a massive auto supply store that was attached to a garage in the back that built custom cars and bikes. Hed heard of it, hell, everyone had. The Chaos MC owned and ran it, and the garage was famous, built cars for movies and millionaires.

But it was the flag that flew under the American flag on top of the store that caught his attention. Until that day, hed never looked up to see it. It was white and had the Chaos Motorcycle Club emblem on it with the words Fire and Wind on one side and Ride and Free on the other.

The second his eyes hit that flag, he felt his life take shape.

Nothing, not anything in his life until that time, except the first time he took off on a bike, had spoken to him like that flag. He didnt get why and he didnt spend time trying. It just spoke to him. So strong, it pulled him straight into the parking lot and set his boots to walking into the store.

Within months, he was a recruit for Chaos.

Now, he was a brother.

Outside his apartment, he parked his bike and moved from it to his truck. If she was in a state, Tabitha Allen wouldnt be able to hold on to him on a bike. If she was feeling sassy, which was usually the case, shed put up a fight he couldnt win with her on a bike. So he hauled his ass into his beat up, old, white Ford truck, started it up and took off in the direction of the address on the text Hop sent.

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