Go Fetch ! (8 page)

“Let her go or I’ll snap your neck.”
Einarr
. But
Conall
was too pissed to let her go. She’d hurt Miki. That was all the wolf in him knew. That was all he needed to know. “Fuck you.”
Einarr’s
grip tightened as he distantly heard glass breaking. Then he felt
Einarr
stiffen.

“Let him go or I cut ‘
em
off.”

The three
Víga-Feilans
looked down. Miki was behind
Einarr
. Crouched low. A broken bottle between his legs and up against his groin.

“What the fuck?”
Einarr
wasn’t used to women facing off against him. He was big and imposing and used that to his advantage. But clearly, Miki didn’t care. “Let him go.”

“Get the fuck away from me…hey! Cut that shit out!”
Conall
would have laughed at his cousin’s obvious discomfort if the man hadn’t tightened his grip on his throat. “Miki. Go.”

“No way.” She looked around
Einarr’s
legs at
Conall
. “I’m having way too much fun.” She glanced up at
Einarr
. “You ever seen a horse castrated? I have.” He could smell
Einarr’s
fear and panic. And he loved it. But he wanted Miki safe.

“Hey,
Conall
. What’s going on?” His Alphas. He loved how Sara was always so calm. Calm just before she started to really hurt someone.

“Just a little disagreement.”

“Really?” Sara crouched down next to Miki. “
Whatcha
doin
’?”

“Playing let’s turn the stallion into a gelding. Of course, in his case I guess it’s really turning a dog into a bitch.” He heard
Einarr
grunt and knew that Miki was having way too much fun with that broken bottle.

“You know,
Mik
. We can take it from here.”

“He’s not your Pack, right?”

“Nope.”

“Then as a Texan I have no choice but to help out in thanks for your kind hospitality. So until he gets his hands off
Conall
… his balls are mine.”

Sara stood up. “You heard her.” She leaned in. “And if I were you, I’d do it. She helped on a ranch for two years when she was twelve. The girl is not afraid to get bloody.”

He felt
Einarr’s
hands release him.

“Good boy.” He could hear the condescension in Miki’s voice. “Now sit pretty.”

Sara slapped her hand over Miki’s mouth as she shoved her back with the rest of the Pack. He really was surprised that Miki had lived
this
long.

He felt Sara’s hand on his shoulder. Heard her cool, calm voice in his ear. “Who’s this?”

He tried to rein in the beast. If he let it loose now, he’d kill the bitch in front of him. And Sara probably smelled that. She knew her Pack well.

He released her. “This is my cousin.
Gudrun
Víga-Feilan
.” That was all he could manage at the moment. Not a problem. Sara had pushed him back and the two females had squared off while he and
Einarr
continued to glower at each other.

Sara took a protective stance in front of
Conall
. Kind of funny, since he towered over her. But he’d seen this woman in action.
Gudrun
, however, had not.

“Pretty scar,” his cousin sneered.

He would have launched himself at her again, but Zach grabbed his arm and held him back. He realized that Zach didn’t want him involved. Not because it was two females fighting, but because the man loved watching Sara do damage. It made him hard.

“Wow. That was witty. I’ve never heard that one before.”

Gudrun’s
eyes narrowed.
Conall
could tell his cousin was annoyed that her insults weren’t bothering Sara. And they really weren’t. The girl had lived with worse for years. Hell, she’d lived with her grandmother for years. That alone had made her tough. So, seeing that Sara wasn’t an easy target, she looked back at him. “That little midget.” She glanced in Miki’s direction. “So weak. So vulnerable.”

Sara snorted. “She almost took your brother’s balls off and wore them as ear muffs. And ‘little midget’ is redundant. Midget implies little, dumb ass.”

“I told her that.” Miki announced from behind Jake.

Gudrun
couldn’t stand being made fun of and that weakness seemed to make her irrational. She punched Sara in the face. There was a long stretch of silence as Sara stared at
Gudrun
, her hand rubbing her jaw. But leave it to Miki to solidify the moment. “She is going to kick your fat ass.”

And that’s when Sara moved. She grabbed
Gudrun
and slammed her head first into the wall. Then she brought her back and down while bringing her knee up. He heard his cousin’s nose break. Smelled
Gudrun’s
blood. Then Sara wrapped her hand in the woman’s short blond hair and dragged her past them all.

“Time for you to go, sunshine. You and your Pack are no longer welcome.”
Gudrun’s
Pack followed closely behind and the Magnus Pack followed the
Víga-Feilans
. Miki was right next to him as Sara dragged his cousin down the stairs, making sure she hit a few walls and stairs with the woman’s head along the way. They went out the side door and spilled into the alley beside the club. That’s when Sara lifted the woman up and threw her out on the sidewalk.

She looked at
Einarr
. “Get this bitch off my territory. I see any of you back here again, I’ll kill you. Not them.” She motioned to the rest of the
Víga-Feilans
. “You. Now get the fuck out of my sight.”

Einarr
stared at her. He tried to stare her down. But Sara didn’t flinch. She didn’t look away. He was pretty sure she didn’t blink. And they could all feel it. That moment when she would lose it and tear the man’s throat out. No one stared at Sara too long for just that reason. Well, no one but Zach.

Einarr
backed away still staring at Sara. At this point, it was his only way to save face with his Pack.

Carrying
Gudrun
, the Pack went to their vehicles parked across the street, and disappeared.

Conall
closed his eyes. He couldn’t look at Sara or Miki. His family never failed to embarrass the living hell out of him.

He felt Sara’s cool hand on his cheek. “Hey, stretch. It’s okay.”

“I’m sorry, Sara.”

“I’m the one person you never have to apologize about family to. Remember that.”

He smiled at Sara. How could Zach
not
have fallen in love with her? And, apparently, Zach felt that way too. He slid his arms around his mate’s waist and nuzzled her neck. Then he grabbed her left thigh and just like that Sara freaked.

First she squealed. A real girly squeal. Then she backed away from him. “Don’t you dare,
Zacharias
Sheridan!”

“Come here, baby.”

She burst out laughing and ran back to the club, Zach following slowly behind her. He didn’t have to run. He knew he’d catch her and then he’d drag her back to their office. Probably so he could fuck her brains out.

The Pack looked at each other, then headed back to the club. They’d never understand their Alphas. But really, they didn’t have to.

Miki looked up at him. “What the hell was that?”

“Do you really want to know?”

Miki was quiet for a second. “Probably not.”

“Look,
Mik
. I’m sorry about my cousins. And thanks for threatening his balls for me.”

Miki shrugged as if she hadn’t just challenged a man who could have ripped her apart. “No problem.”

“You know you were protecting me.”

“See. There’s that Viking grin. And that really unnerves me.”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Yes you do. And what I did in the club doesn’t mean anything.” He moved toward her and she backed away. He was really starting to enjoy this little dance of theirs.

“It means everything to me.”

She took another step back, tripped over her own two feet and fell back.
Conall
caught her before she hit the ground. Both arms around her, holding her. And that’s when he smelled it.

He leaned in and sniffed her again. “Where the hell have you been?”

“No where.” She tried to pull away, but he gripped her tighter. “I smell something… and blood. Are you bleeding?”

“It’s that time of the month, is all.”

He stared down at her. “Miki. We know the difference between open wounds and menstrual blood. Don’t bullshit me.”

“Mind your own business, Viking. Now let me go.”

She pulled out of his arms and turned to walk away. With a growl, he grabbed her jacket and snatched it off her back. When she spun around to yell at him, he saw the bleeding wounds on her forearm. Something had pawed her. Whatever owned that scent had touched her. Hurt her.

He grabbed Miki around the waist, ignoring her “You asshole! Get your hands off me!” and carried her back into the club.

Chapter Four

Conall
held her close to his side. He could smell her blood. He could smell
them
. They’d touched her. They’d touched what he considered his.

He took her back to the Pack part of the club. As soon as they walked in, all the wolves stopped and looked at him and Miki. He didn’t stop though. Instead, he continued to carry her back through the club to Sara and Zach’s office. He banged on the door.

“What?” That from Zach. At the moment, he probably had his dick so far inside Sara that she could taste him in the back of her throat. But
Conall
didn’t care. “It’s
Conall
.”

“Hold on.” Normally he’d never interrupt the two of them, pretty much because he liked not having his throat torn out. But this was different. After three minutes, the door opened. A sweaty Zach glaring at them.

He could smell Sara all over the man. But Zach took one look at
Conall’s
face and Miki’s arm and stepped back, letting them in. Sara was just zipping her jeans up when she saw Miki. “What’s going on,
Mik
?”

“This asshole won’t get his hands off me!” He released her, letting her drop to the floor. She had to grab his arm to stop herself from falling on her ass.

“Someone attacked her.” Sara walked over to Miki and stared at her arm. “
Gudrun
?”

“No.”
Conall
answered before Miki had the chance. That earned him a glare. Sara took Miki to the couch. “Sit down. Zach, in the drawer.”

“Yeah. I got it.” Sara looked at her friend. “Okay, girl. What the fuck happened?”

***

“She got grabbed.”
Conall
answered for her. Miki glared at him. “I can talk for myself. They didn’t rip my tongue out.”

“
More’s
the pity.” Zach muttered as he stood over her with a first-aid kit. She would have been angry but she realized that, in his own Zach way, he was teasing. She grudgingly appreciated his attempt to make her feel better. “I needed to use my phone and reception sucks on this block. So I went down the street a bit. It was when I was coming back that I heard them calling to me from the alley.”

Zach frowned, “They called to you? They knew your name?”

She nodded.

“You went into the alley?”
Conall
barked.

Miki glared at him. “Yeah. I said, let’s go see what’s in the dark, scary alley all by myself. Because I’m stupid like that.”

Conall
growled and turned away from her.

“So what did happen?” It was starting to concern her that Zach was the rational one in this conversation. “This person grabbed my arm. So I handled it.”

Zach and
Conall
frowned as they looked at her, but Sara smiled. “Is there blood on your Docs?”

“Nah. But I did my best to shove balls through roof of mouth.”
If the she-male had balls
. Sara gave her a thumbs-up, then proceeded to clean off her wound. “Was there only one?”

“I don’t think so. There were more in the alley.”
Conall
growled again, but she didn’t have time to react because her best friend was sniffing her. “What’s that smell?” Sara asked as she took a couple more sniffs off Miki, “Besides blood.”

Miki pulled away from her. “Dude, you’re
freakin
’ me out. I wish everybody would stop
fuckin
’
sniffin
’ me!”

“Don’t know. But that’s what was in our territory.”
Conall
offered. Sara gently held Miki’s wounded arm, “Were they Pride,
Mik
?”

“I don’t know.”

“They weren’t Pride.” Zach leaned against the desk that she was almost positive he’d just been fucking Sara on.
Horny dogs
. “That scent is definitely not Pride.”

“So then we have another player in the game. Just great.” Miki frowned as
Conall
suddenly started pacing. He looked like a dog trapped in one of those kennels. She expected him to start barking and running in circles or start chewing at his leg.