Page 58 of Her Shifter Pack

Nancy opened her mouth to speak, and I pushed my hand out and snapped at her. “No! You two listen up because it’s my time to talk. I’ve been riding bikes and patching guys up since I learned to walk. I grew up in a motorcycle club and there isn’t a bike I can’t ride, nor a hill I can’t get up. So, you can just shut your faces.”

I could feel Ollie beside me, shifting nervously from foot to foot, but I didn’t take my eyes off the two women in front of me. It was their fault that Markus was missing, and it was time I put them in their place.

“You better watch who you’re talking to,” Anne growled at me, the silver of her wolf flashing in her eyes.

I dug deep into that place that was hardened by a childhood that I wouldn’t wish on anyone. My man needed me, and no one was leaving me behind.

I stepped forward and glared at the woman who would be my mother-in-law and growled right back.

“Anne, you better watch who you’re talking to. If you don’t get your shit together, you won’t be seeing any of your grandbabies. And, yes... your son here has made it clear we’ll be having kids as soon as possible, so is that what you want? To miss out on seeing them grow up?”

Anne’s eyes widened, then her lip quivered as though she hadn’t thought about the fact that by ostracizing me, she would lose so much more.

Good.

I turned to Markus’s ex-lover. “And Nancy... I don’t give a shit if you pull it together or not. I’ll be happy to never lay eyes on you again. These men are mine. Mine. So get on board, or get the fuck outta my way.”

A tough-looking chick with short, spiky hair walked up. “Hey, I’ve got a bike you can borrow. Not sure it’ll get all the way to the cave, but it’s the best shot you’ve got.”

I nodded at her, heaving a little from my tirade. “That would be great. I’ve got a bag in Ollie’s truck I need to take.”

Ollie grabbed my arm. “I’ll shift and follow you. Toni just lives down the road.”

The woman, who I assumed was Toni, indicated I should follow her, so I did. I grabbed the stuff out of Ollie’s truck that I needed, packing as many of the supplies as I could into the backpack and fanny pack.

“You really think Markus is hurt?” Toni asked.

I nodded. “Yeah, I do. I have this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, and it just won’t go away.”

She walked over to a very nice-looking bike. “Jump on. It’ll be faster if we go home on this.”

“Hell, yeah,” I said, unable to stop myself as I climbed on behind her. “I’ve missed these machines.”

We took off, and just as I was almost enjoying the vibrations beneath me, we pulled into a driveway. The dirt bike Toni had been talking about was in the garage.

“Whoa, that’s hot.” I said, hurrying over to the motorcycle with huge shocks and a large engine.

“She’s full of gas, and helmets are on that wall. Take whatever you want.”

I glanced over at the wall Toni was indicating and sighed. “Oh my God. This is awesome.”

“You know, I own the only motorcycle shop in town, and I could use some help running the place. What can you do? Mechanic stuff? Sales? Answer phones? Deal with customers?”

I stared at her, shocked that at this horrible moment in time she was offering me something so perfect.

“Ah... I can do it all, really. Got taught how to take a bike apart and put it back together by the time I was twelve. It’s been years, but that’s not stuff you forget.”

“What about the people side of the business?”

I laughed. “I’ve been waitressing for ten years. Dealing with people and their shit is my job.”

Toni grinned. “Then when all this is sorted, how about you come by my shop, and I’ll hook you up with a job? Sounds like you’re exactly what I need.”

I would have hugged her, but a large silver wolf ran up the driveway.

“That’s Ollie,” Toni said. “I’m gonna shift and join Anne and David. See you later, Lexie.”

Toni shifted into a black wolf and took off down the street, a puddle of clothes left in her wake.

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