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His voice shook, weak and raspy, a pathetic attempt at pleading. I leaned down, gripping his arms tightly, feeling the trembling of his body against my hands. “You were seen delivering a letter to one of my men,” I said calmly, my voice low but steady, carrying the weight of a predator’s patience. “Who are you working for?” Silence. He shut his eyes tightly, his head turning as if to escape the inevitable. I straightened, flexing my bruised knuckles, the sting a satisfying reminder of the work still ahead.

I shouted, shoving him behind me. Three rogues charged, their snarls echoing. I dodged a swipe, my moonstone-enhanced speed kicking in, and slashed back, drawing blood. One rogue yelped, stumbling, but another lunged, claws grazing my arm. Pain flared, but I spun, kicking its jaw, sending it crashing.

All I can think is, where did that knife come from? Seeing their associate fall, the other men take action. Micah pulls back and shoves me behind some shelves before he turns back to one of the men to kick his gun from his hand, catches it mid-air and shoots the other gunman in the leg. The man falls forward with a cry as he grips his bleeding leg while I close my ears to block out the sound of his painful cry. Micah turns to the bleeding man and knees him in the face to quiet him. The other man he disarmed takes action and throws a punch at Micah’s face, but Micah dodges his strike and punches him in the stomach. I’m in shock at what I see at this point. If I said Micah was a badass earlier

The man couldn't deal with silence at all, and sure enough, he started to talk again. “I don’t mean the super, heavy-duty illegal shit, OK, I know your boys are out of that, Wolf. I mean the more… well. The milder illegal shit. Illegal-lite.” Wolf and Scars exchanged loaded glances, returned their attention to Dawson. Still said nothing. “It’s the Highway Hellions boys out in Utah,” Dawson said. “Crusher Alcott’s people.”

As I turned, I saw a rogue snatching Anna by the arm, and her voice was scared. "Give her up!" I charged at him with a yell. Using her as a shield, he grinned, but his conceit eventually led to his demise. Anna's elbow drove into his gut as she twisted in his grasp. He doubled over, and I quickly stabbed him in the chest with my dagger. The third outlaw ran away into the darkness, his footprints vanishing from view. I was breathing deeply and drenched in blood, some of it mine and some not. "Are you alright?" I turned to Anna and asked.

Theme : Hook Up With A Stranger . . Skips cocks his head to the side regarding my movements. He still doesn’t look afraid of me but soon I’ll change that. He takes a step forward swinging his right fist at my face I dodge it easily. Skip tries again and again, but I dodge left and right so quickly he doesn’t have a chance to land a hit on me. He stops. Looking confused before trying to kick me. I swiftly block that “What the hell?” Skip says. I’m done playing with him. I send a forceful punch to his face knocking him out cold.

Lyall swiftly dodged. “Damn! They really are Rogues!” The attacking Rogue growled and leaped high again. Lyall swiftly managed to push the Rogue's body away. Another Rogue approached him and tried to bite. Lyall quickly dodged, but the other Rogues began to attack as well. They attacked simultaneously. Lyall was overwhelmed by seven wolves at once. He tried to swat them away, punch them, and even kick them. But they just kept getting up and attacking again. Lyall threw off two Rogues. One Rogue pushed him, causing him to fall. The Rogue tried to bite him. Lyall struggled to hold the Rogue back. Another Rogue came and tried to bite him too.

His scream cut off as he muffled it in his elbow, and I pulled my foot free to stomp over him and hurry around the hood of the Jeep. Rick was back up on his feet, and he was giving the remaining two ski-masked goons a run for their money. He was also bleeding from a split lip and a gash in his right cheek. “Hey!” I yelled, demanding the attention of the goon closest to me. He turned while his buddy dealt Rick a hard knee to the gut. Rick doubled over, clutching his stomach, and stumbled back into the Jeep. He looked wildly up at me. “Get the hell out of here, Harley!”

the gunmen’s head, Maverick said. “Let them move because I need blood,” Mark said, and the threesome laughed. “I can see that there is money in this organization, so we’ve come for ours,” Roman said. “Everyone, lie down now!!” Maverick said. Everyone lay down fearfully and began to grasp for breath. Maverick sauntered towards the dais, he climbed the dais. “Mr. MC, so you could be this fearful. Why not rise up and co-ordinate your audience?” Maverick said and smiled. He used his left shoe to hit the MC’s head. MC couldn’t retaliate, he only feared for his dare life and faced down.

The explosion was an avenue for others who were lucky enough to escape to distract the guards while the other five found their way out of the valley. The first pink streaks of daylight had just broken through the grey-blue sky, providing a little illumination when they crossed over to the other side of Denver. They were still in their wolf forms, so they couldn’t be easily identified by just anyone. All of them moved to the part of town where the outlaws were known to live. They had been given a contact to meet if they made it out, and his name was Zayn. When they knocked on the door of Zayn’s apartment, he didn’t answer immediately. They knocked again, this time louder and with more sense o