Taking advantage of their distraction, I move, using my body to pin all three to the ground while my hands clutch at the goons’ faces.“Don’t move,” I warn as they attempt to attack. “Otherwise, I’ll rip your fucking faces to shreds.”As if testing whether or not I would actually do what I said, one
[Rosco’s POV]“Now,” I begin, taking in the three on the ground. “Someone better tell me exactly what was happening when I walk in.”I speak slowly as my anger rises and falls. I didn’t need a response to know what the hell it was that Anastasia had planned, but I wanted to see if she would continue
Ignoring their feeble attempts to break free, I pull them across the floor and into a room that is attached to the one that we are in. Once inside, I slam both men against the wall and fix my narrowed gaze on them.“Which of you is going to tell me where the fuck Roger is?” I ask slowly.For a momen
[William’s POV]When we arrive at Emerald Moon, I grab Elise and throw her over my shoulder while Marty and Rosco watch on.“What are you doing?” She demands, attempting to break free. “Let me go!”“Be good,” I snap, smacking her ass and earning myself an explosion of laughter from Marty. “Rosco,” I
[Elise’s POV]I stare at William as his words repeat themselves in my mind again and again.Was he really being serious right now? Wasn’t he basically proposing to me right here and now? Was he out of his fucking mind?“Be prepared to lose.” I finally shrug, deciding to bite. “I have no intention of
[William’s POV]I make my way across the room while Elise’s eyes burn into my back and my father’s burn into my head. It is clear both are chomping at the bit to explode, but they’re both attempting to hold back.“You wanted to talk, right?” I ask my father when I reach him. “Then come with me.”For
“How is making sure that one of our neighboring packs is safe from a threat considered meaningless?” I counter. “How are we to know that once the enemy achieves their goal, they won’t come for us?”“If it comes to that, we will protect our own territory.” My father shrugs. “Your cousin washed his ha
[Rosco’s POV]I sit at my desk, watching as Charlie and Marty look over the maps that I passed them. The route they are examining is the one that leads to the sawmill that our captive claimed Roger and his goons were currently inhabiting. With this new discovery, there was no reason to go to that or