Page 110 of Spinner's Luck

But then—

A heavy boot slammed down on the log.

Right in front of my face.

“Goin’ somewhere?”

Fang sneered, crouching down until his face was inches from mine.

My whole body locked up. My mind screamed run, but my legs wouldn’t listen.

Fang’s grin widened. He’d been waiting for this.

“Grab her,” he barked.

Two men stepped from the shadows.

I kicked out, fought with everything I had, but it didn’t matter. One wrenched my arms back. The other grabbed my legs.

They lifted me off the ground like I was nothing.

“Let go!” I screamed, thrashing, kicking, but their grip only tightened.

Fang chuckled, his voice dripping with amusement. “Trying to tempt me to fuck you right here?”

I twisted, but they dragged me through the trees, feet barely touching the dirt. My mind raced for a way out, but there was no one coming.

No backup.

I’d left the clubhouse.

I’d left Spinner.

I was on my own.

They threw me into the back of a van, the door slamming shut like a coffin lid. The air inside was thick with the stench of oil and sweat. The cold metal floor bit into my skin as I scrambled upright.

Fang climbed into the van, flopping down with his arms crossed, that shit-eating grin plastered on his face. “You’ve been a real pain in my ass, Lucy.”

I shot him a look, breath still hitching. “Yeah? You deserved worse, asshole.”

His chuckle was low and rough, like gravel sliding down a drain. “You got a death wish, or are you just too damn stubborn to know when to lay down?”

I didn’t answer.

“You made a big mistake,” he continued.

I forced my voice to steady even though I was shaking inside. “And what’s that?”

“You ran,” he said, leaning closer. “You should’ve stayed put like a good girl. Now, you’re mine. And I don’t plan on lettin’ you go.”

My chest tightened, but I didn’t look away. “Spinner will come for me,” I taunted, knowing it was true.

Fang’s grin turned cruel.

“Let him try and I’ll make sure to demonstrate how I made you mine first.” At my horrified expression he gave a cruel laugh. “I see you understand.”

The van jolted as the engine roared to life, tires crunching over gravel.

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