Page 61 of Bound by Family
“Fuck you right back.”
“Go near Leah, and I’ll kill you myself,” Green says from the sidelines, his words dripping venom. It surprises me because he normally stays pretty quiet. He’s more of a silent but deadly person.
Nick’s focus goes to Green. “Try it.”
“It’s not a threat. It’s a given.”
Nick huffs and moves away.
Poe makes a stupid-ass production of stretching and cracking different parts of his body. I move to the center and stand there, waiting.
“Is the bitch done dancin’?” Rhys calls from behind me with a chuckle. “Let’s get this shit done. I’ve gotta ol’ lady to get home to and fuck.”
“You done, Miss Ballerina?” I provoke. It does the trick, too, as he comes at me and swings hard, hitting me square in the jaw, a satisfied smile coming to his face. It doesn’t knock me down, and as I lick my lip, metallic invades my mouth.
“How’s that, you bitch?”
“That was your given. Now I’ll show you what Ravage is made of.”
I let loose on the man. Rights, lefts, kicks. The sounds of his bones cracking echoes inside the room as I hear my brothers laughing. It’s not their first time seeing me do this. It sure as hell won’t be the last.
Blood pours from Poe’s forehead, nose, lips, and his right eye is beginning to swell.
With a savage right hook, Poe crumbles to the ground, completely unconscious. Sweat pours from my body, invigorated as hell.
I look at Nick. “I’m ready for round two. That was just my warm-up. Come on, Nicky.” Taunting him is a bit much, but whatever. It’s the truth. He doesn’t want to fuck with me when I’m pumped up like this. The hits just get harder because I can’t feel the pain in my knuckles. It all numbs; one punch becomes just like the next.
“Fuck you,” he says.
I hold my arms out wide to my sides. “I’m right here.”
“Nah, you’re not worth it.”
“Pussy!” Rhys calls out, then Dagger, and the chanting begins.
All I can do is shake my head and try not to smile too much and bust my lip back open. The blood just clotted.
Getting serious, I tell them all, “Bristyl is off limits to you. You come near her, this is what’ll happen to ya.” I look directly at Nick. “You stay the fuck away from Leah, too. I mean it.”
My father comes up beside me, handing me my shirt. Instead of putting it on, I put my gun holster and cut on. It’s too fucking hot in here.
“Scandal,” Pops says. “Fuckin’ with either of those women will put you in bad with Ravage. Only warning. You keep your distance, no problems with us. We gotta come back down here, it won’t be pretty.”
“I got it,” Scandal says, looking down at Poe. “Someone drag his ass to the corner and throw some water on him.” Scandal holds out his hand, and Pops takes it. “On my word, this is done.”
“Our word,” Pops responds. “Also, whatever shit you got goin’ down with Sinisters, our ties are cut. We have no dealing with it. If it gets brought to our doorstep in any way, we’ll be back and it won’t be fists flyin’; it’ll be bullets.”
“Understood.”
“Our work here is done,” Pops says, releasing Scandal, but not before giving him the look that would make any man quiver.
There are lots of stares as we leave, but I don’t give a fuck because Bristyl is waiting for me.
We ride in a pack all the way to the hotel. As we get off, Pops announces, “Two hours to get some grub and we’re outta here.”
Nodding, I take the stairs two at a time up to my door where Jacks sits outside in the chair.
“About fuckin’ time. If I have to watchJudgefuckin’Judyone more time, I’m gonna put a bullet in Ryker’s head.”
