51-Attack (Short)

Wesley’s POV

“Evander, as the intended victim, I would like the opportunity to be in the room,” I ask.

“Wes, this is my pack, my home, my room. Vic and I are going in alone,” Evander says and points to the viewing room.

I stand next to Mark and Gabe.

“Sorry, still alive,” Victor jokes. “For a big bad gangster man, you suck at using a gun.”

“I admire that you stood in line of a bullet to protect your sister,” Judge leans back.

“Any brother would have done the same,” Victor comments as he sits opposite Judge.

“Mark didn’t. Where was he?” Judge asks, looking at the glass.

Victor scoffs. “Mark is a visitor here. He was where he should have been.”

“Yeah, fairy boys,” Judge laughs.

Victor stands up and using his good arm, he breaks Judge's nose.

“My brother is twice the man you will ever be. Call him, or his husband, another name and I’ll kill you,” Victor sits back down as the blood from Judge’s nose begins to cover the table.

“Temper on this one,” Judge tells Evander.

“He is protective of