Page 2 of Pack to the Wall

“And right now, I want to see that boy of yours.” The leader heaved himself off his bike and stood.

He was big, an imposing man well over six feet tall and built like one of the wrestlers Milo liked to watch on TV. The other three also got off their bikes. They were all huge, and the one eye-fucking me was monstrous, even taller than the leader and built like a bear.

I stumbled back another step, my grip on the gun tightening.

“No,” I said, surprising myself. My voice was far firmer than it had any right to be.

“Mom…” Milo said from behind me.

“No!” I shouted. “Get inside now!” My tone held that hard edge. It had gotten Izzy moving and I hoped it would do the same with Milo.

My ears caught Milo’s footfalls behind me, running back toward the house. I hoped he was safely inside, but I wouldn’t take my eyes off the four dangerous men in front of me.

“You need to leave,” I said, steel in my voice. I had no idea where it was coming from because the rest of me was about to fall apart.

“I don’t think so,” the leader rumbled, taking a step forward.

“Don’t take another step!” I shouted.

The leader gave a grin, parting that scraggly beard. “And if I do?” It was clear he thought I was no threat to him.

“I’ll do whatever I have to, to protect my family.”

“The broad’s got some mettle in her,” one of the others said.

“I can beat it out of her,” the monstrous one replied, licking his teeth with a grin. “Then I’ll fuck her raw. She’s a bit old for my tastes, but what the hell.”

The leader put an arm out to stop the big guy. “No, Tank.”

Tank? Yeah, that name suited the massive bruiser.

The leader sized me up. “You really ready to fight over this?” He clearly didn’t think I’d say yes.

Was I ready?

Hell no! But, to protect my family… I’d do anything.

I didn’t understand why they wanted Milo so much, but it didn’t matter. My jaw tightened, twitching, and for a moment I couldn’t speak, sweating through my silken blouse.

“If that’s what it takes,” I said firmly.

The little gun I’d purchased had twelve shots in it. I hoped that would be enough, because it was becoming clear that I wouldn’t be walking away from this. I swallowed, tipping my head up in defiance at the leader.

“You want my son? You’ll have to go through me. I’ll take you all on if I have to!” I blurted.

The leader’s head cocked. “You challenging me, little bird?”

Was I? Those words had sure sounded like a challenge.

“I am.” My pulse roared with a nauseating mix of determination and fear.

Something swept through the entire gang of bikers. They gasped and whispered. The three guys with the leader all laughed, even as they stepped back to go sit on their bikes and watch.

“Too bad,” Tank said with a sniff. “She’s got some nice tits.” Then his grin grew. “Maybe I’ll fuck her once the boss is done with her, while the body’s still warm.”

Still warm?

Not happening. No way in hell.

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