Taming Coyote - E.C. Land Page 0,36
in the middle of the road and men jump out. Well, here goes nothing. Time for the party to begin and when I say, I mean the bloodshed. Theirs, not ours will coat the road.
Chapter Twenty
Coyote
When your facing down a gun it’s almost as if time stands still and you see what’s flashing before your eyes. I, for one, don’t want to miss a minute of what I have planned for the future.
A life with Tinsley, my son, and any other kids I have with my woman.
In order to get to that I need to get this situation out of the way. Two men step forward from the rest and I’d take a wild guess that they’re Mason and Sam.
“You have some nerve fuckin’ shootin’ out our tires,” one of them sneers.
“Considering you’re on private property we had the right to do as we fuckin’ please,” Stoney declares.
“We weren’t on private fuckin’ anything. Besides we were only coming this way to take something that was stolen,” the same one who spoke before snaps and I realize who he is. He’s Mason, Milley’s brother.
“And what would that be?” Stoney asks, his body tense as he waits for his answer. In the information we’d found on the Demon Raiders, they’d been the ones to help the Lucifer Heretics put his daughter, Corrine, up for auction. He wants a piece of these men just as much as I do. I’d gladly give him one, as long as I got the other.
“My nephew,” Mason says, confirming what I thought.
“How do you figure that?” This time Tracker’s the one who asks.
“Because, some bitch of a nurse stole him when my sister died in the hospital after he was born, and we finally tracked him down and I want him back.” “He’s my son,” The other guys snarls. Guess he’s Sam. Meaning it’s his blood that I want to feel running through my fingers as the claws slice through his skin.
“Bullshit,” I snap, unable to control myself. Not when this fucker was trying to lay claim to my son.
“How do you figure?” He snaps back. “Were you there for my woman’s pregnancy? Better yet, do you know how Milley’s pussy felt around my dick when she rode me?” Sam cackles. I mean fuckin’ cackles like a damn hyena.
“Keep it together, brother,” Shadow says quietly next to me. “Don’t let them get the upper hand.”
Giving him a slight nod, letting him know I heard him, without taking my eyes off Sam. I wouldn’t put it past this fucker to pull the trigger with my back turned. That’s the type of guy he seemed to be. And from the letter Milley sent with Tinsley for me, I know this fucker and Mason are the masters of their chessboard and will do whatever they have to, to get what they want done. To beat them at their own game, I’ll have to throw shit back at them.
“Oh, I know exactly what Milley’s pussy felt like. She rode me until the sun came up after I fucked her all night long. Gave me a son from it and you know what. I know he’s mine because not only does he look like me, but the boy has my birthmark. If that’s not enough proof, I’d gladly take a DNA test to prove it.”
I barely get the last words out before Sam launches toward me and everything seems to happen at once. Gun fire fills the air as my brothers take cover. Stoney is on the ground beating Mason with his fist, his face contorted with fury. My fight with Sam is a little different. Since he’s a hot head you’d think he was dumb, the fight would be over within minutes.
Not the case here. No, instead he tackled me to the ground landed a blow or two before I was able to maneuver him away from me.
“Coyote,” Shadow calls out. I glance at him briefly. Only to find he wanted my attention long enough to toss me my claws.
“Thanks, brother,” I say, catching them in my hand, ignoring the sting of the cuts as they slice into my skin. Normally it’s not wise to toss them in the air and catch them in your hand due to the sharpness, but right now I don’t give a damn.
Putting them in place, I grin as Sam eyes them. “You took a knife to my woman. It’s time I take these to you,” I proclaim.
“Yeah, I took my knife to that bitch as