direction. Maybe you’ve heard of it? It’s a nice place called Fuck That, I’m Not Going With You.”
“You’ve got a lot of fuckin’ nerve, girl,” Jordy growls. “You are comin’ with us. You’ll answer to our alpha for breaking pack code and crossing into our territory without permission.”
“I’m just passing through. I’m not staying in your territory,” I say, seething. Now that my worst scenario is confirmed and there’s a jackass shifter pack here, I need to get the hell out of Dodge.
“That’s for our alpha to decide now. You a rogue, I’m guessing?”
I don’t answer. If I say yes, that will let them know I have no pack backing me. I don’t need any more disadvantages.
“Could be with Pack Fuckwits,” Drag mutters.
Jordy cocks his head before leaning in to smell me, and then his eyes land on my collar. A slow grin spreads across his face. “Nah. They wouldn’t have a collared bitch. I think she’s a rogue who’s run away from her master.”
For how dumb he looks, I’m surprised he was even able to come to that conclusion.
“Alpha Rourn will want to hear all about her.”
Based on the way he says it and licks his teeth, I know for a fact that I don’t want to come within a hundred feet of his alpha.
Jordy looks over at Drag. “Take her.”
With a nod, Drag moves in to grab me. But before he can even take hold of my arm, my years of training take over.
I lift my arms up and curl them behind me. Palms flat against the brick building behind my head, I use the new leverage and my upper body strength to propel both my legs forward.
I kick both their crotches as hard as I can, which feels pretty effective because of the hard tops of my boots.
I land on my feet, knees crouched, as both males keel over, clutching their balls and yowling so loudly that they draw the attention of everyone walking by. I don’t care about the audience though. Right now, it’s like I’m back on the stage, performing the final fight and trying to avoid Kaazu’s punishment.
I’m going to win.
I don’t care that I’m outnumbered. I don’t care that they’re technically right, and shifter law mandates that I go to the alpha whose land I encroached on. All I care about is fucking these two up and then kicking pavement.
“Fucking get her!” Jordy coughs, still hunched over his aching balls.
Drag grunts, but in his desperation to follow directions, manages to go upright and snag me by the arm as I’m passing them. I get hauled backward until the back of my head smacks the building and I see stars. But then those stars just explode into a bunch of little pissed off bursts that want to rain down on his ass.
“That’s it.” Snapping my head up, I shake my limbs out, my face going hard. “Now you pissed me off,” I tell them, noting how they’re still holding their balls, trying to do so discreetly.
I cock my arm back and punch Jordy right in the nose. I hear a nice crack as I relocate his nostril to the next town over. He howls in pain, blood spewing from his nose like drips of paint, but I don’t have time to appreciate the sight, because I spin and lift my foot, sending a kick into Drag’s gut.
“Hey, what’s going on over there?”
I ignore the human’s shouts and the fact that more are coming over to see what’s happening. I can use the crowd to my advantage as I get away, but I’m not done with Motherfuck One and Two yet.
Drag is a big dude, so I do what I would in a troupe fight—I lower him to my level.
With a kick to his kneecap, he falls to the concrete, the perfect height for me to jab him in the eyes with hooked fingers.
“Fuck!”
I feel arms try to wrap around me from behind, so I quickly pivot and push out my hip until I can swing my leg back, hook under his leg, and then I sit down, forcing Jordy to fall backward on his ass.
I get up, looking down at the two of them on the ground.
“Hmm. I like you two much better when you’re crying like babies on your knees in front of me,” I tell them with a smirk.
Drag growls, but he doesn’t attempt to get up. Maybe he is the smarter one of the two, because Jordy does. With an enraged