Page 157 of Moon's Promise

“They’ll go on past, like the other one did,” the man holding her huffed out, trying to keep her from struggling out of his arms.

“They’re stopping.”

From the way they all started moving around her to block her from sight, Larissa supposed the other motorcyclists weren’t part of their group.

As they came closer and stopped, Larissa was able to tilt her head and could see the bikers sitting a few feet away.

Her eyes were caught by Moon, who was sitting on his bike behind Viper’s and Reaper’s.

One of the bikers who was holding her hostage stepped forward. “We told you before we aren’t looking for a fight!” he yelled toward Viper.

Viper’s gaze made her shudder, not to mention the venom dripping off his cold words.

“Gave you one pass already today. You should have hauled ass to the state line. Your opportunity to leave Kentucky has gone. Welcome to your final resting place.”

CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

Fear clogged her throat at Viper’s promise. She wished he had waited to make the threat once she was in the free and clear instead of still standing in the middle of them.

The loud roar of motorcycles coming from behind them made the bikers holding her turn their heads.

Even though she easily recognized Stud, his brother, Calder, and their men following them, she still didn’t heave a sigh of relief. This was not going to be pretty, and she was standing smackdab in the middle of this mess. She didn’t have to be told these bikers were the reason Moon had told her not to come into town. From the way he was still looking at her, she was almost as afraid of him as of the bikers surrounding her.

At least he wouldn’t kill her and leave her body to be found years later, she tried to calm herself.

“Let the woman go,” Viper barked out his order.

“You’ll let us go if we do?” the biker holding her yelled back.

“No, but we’ll let you fight for your life instead of cutting you down where you’re standing. Maybe a couple of you can still come out alive.”

“Doesn’t seem like much of a choice.”

Viper shrugged. “Only one you’re going to get. You fucked around and found out.”

The biker holding her reached for something at his side. The next thing she knew, a knife was being pressed against her belly.

“I’m willing to bet this little mama is carrying one of your kids. Am I wrong?”

“You’re not as stupid as I thought,” Viper said snidely.

“Not stupid enough to let go of the only thing that could keep me alive.”

Viper stared at him in disgust. “Me? Not us? Wow, they got a friend in you, don’t they?”

The knife jabbed at her when the man holding her wildly looked around him. “I meant us,” he corrected himself. “You know I meant us!” the goon shouted at his friends. “He’s trying to get us to turn against each other!”

“Move the knife; you’re hurting her.” Moon remained casually sitting on his motorcycle.

The knife against her eased back.

“You’ve got five seconds to step away from her, or you’re going to be lying on the ground next to your buddy,” Moon stated in an impassive voice.

Larissa saw her life flash before her eyes at the look settling on her attacker’s face. He wasn’t going to let her go. He thought using her would keep him alive.

One second, she was held pressed against his side, and the next, chaos erupted as the man holding her fell forward onto the gravel.

The bikers started pulling out their weapons while they all scattered, trying to find a place to use as cover.

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