Fifty-Nine

Gia

A swarm of bullets flew through the clubhouse and took out three of our crew. Blood spread from their bodies like crimson puddles. I couldn’t help them. No one could. Jenna didn’t dare contact Jaxton in case it blew his cover at the auction. We were all alone out here with no one around to save us.

“We ought to call the authorities,” I suggested.

“The Clan leaders. The Rangers. Anybody.”

The bears howled with laughter as if I’d just told the world’s funniest joke.

Jenna spared me a fleeting glance as she rained bullets into the parking lot. “Oh, honey. No one is coming. We’re the scum of society. They don’t care if we wipe each other out.”

“That ain’t right,” I roared, outraged by how little they valued us.

What about the law? They couldn’t just sit back and do nothing as the rogues slaughtered us one by one. But they could. And they were. No one was running to rescue us from the Hellhounds’ assault. Not like they did when Kian’s apartment was on fire. This didn’t involve anyone e