Jax laughed, looking down at the newly-dubbed Macha. "What'cha think, pup? You like it?" Watching her roll over on her side, tongue lolling out and tail thumping against the floor, Jax figured that for a yes.

"Yeah, she was sharp, Trinity. Teller woman, in the end." Because even if her name was Ashby, she'd had the steel heart of someone who spent her life among Teller men and the club.

"Just wish they'd told me she was my half-sister when we met instead of...later."

God that had been fucked up.