Chase’s POV.
The following morning is like every other morning in the clubhouse, loud and chaotic. Brothers pulling tables out, sweet butts and ol ladies setting the table while the rest are cooking up a feast.
Ruby is helping, and she sees me coming, she stiffens and looks up at me, unsure about what to do.
“Hi, Hunter.” I blink. I’m slightly shocked by this. She has always called me Chase.
“I, erm, have something for you, if you will give me a second to go and grab it.” She says and I nod my head and she places down the cutlery and rushes to where she has been staying.
“Hey, how is Shannon doing?” Stinger asks as he walks up to me.
“She is still sleeping. She woke in the night, had some dinner, and took her meds, and went back off. I will wake her soon and take her breakfast. She
