Page 129 of Knot Only For One Night

My mantra continues even as one of the men who brought me down here raises his gun at me.

“Stop,” I say, swinging the gun towards the third man who tries stepping closer to me.

“If you’re gonna shoot, shoot,” the guy at the table says.

Okay, if you say so.

My entire body jerks as I pull the trigger. I can’t see where the shot goes. No sudden groans or grunts, and I search for where it went as the eerie silence in the bar settles over my skin.

I missed.

Nerves tremble in my belly and shake in my hands as I aim again. My heart is pounding in my ears, and I swear I can feel the blood pumping under my skin.

“Get her! Stop playing this stupid game!”

I shoot again, clipping Rocker on the shoulder this time. He falls, and I aim at the stranger coming closer and shoot again, getting his thigh.

“Stop!” the man on the table yells and everyone does. We freeze.

One of the two I shot mutters curses. Rocker holds his shoulder, but the other guy is on the ground, still as stone.

I hope he fucking dies.

“Unless you can take a headshot, darlin’, I suggest you put that damn gun down.”

The sharp scent of burnt pancakes wafts around me, and I lose my breath.

“She won’t miss again, Axe. Trust in that.” Reed’s footsteps sound behind me, and his arms circle around mine. I nearly sob in relief.

Reed’s body is flush with mine. Axe gets up, his eyes harden as the rest of Midnight Wolves come from the shadows of the bar.

DJ, Jewels’ third mate, rushes to One Eye on the floor. His dark hair pulled up and the deeply tanned skin of his face pulled tight in worry as he flips him over, checking over One Eye. I see him whisper in his ear and another Wolves member takes over as DJ’s worried eyes meet mine.

“Second floor, chair in front of door,” I say and he’s off before I even finish my sentence.

Cobra, Lacy’ mate, is fast after him, and my attention turns back to this Axe.

Reed’s fingers loosen mine around the gun, taking it from my hands.

He doesn’t move away from me though. It’s like he can’t. I turn in his arms. Gripping his shirt, as I inhale as much of his scent as I can. My eyes catch Soren’s, and I nearly sob again.

I shot his brother.

My throat closes up as Soren’s eyes move from mine to the room. I follow his gaze, turning so I can see the room. Wolves have taken Axe and his men, including Soren’s brothers, roughly dragging them off. Reed keeps his gun trained on Axe. Just as they get to the door of the Bar, they stop and look to Ace, who stands behind Reed.

Ace coughs and the attention instantly switches to Reed. I look up at him. His eyes glitter under the red lights and sunset peeking through the windows. His jaw clenches as he stares at the men by the door.

“To the Cage.”

Cage? I scrunch my brows but then shake my head and cuddle into Reed’s chest.

Reed finally puts the gun down. I hear him click on the safety as he hands the gun to Ace and finally, fucking finally, his arms come around me. Lifting me against his chest, and I sob into his shirt.

I can’t stop sobbing. Even as the rest of my Pack surrounds me, their worried scents mixing, and oh my god.

“I love you guys so much,” I whimper. I slide out of Reed’s arms, turning to Soren whose eyes look devastated.

Oh, god, I put that look there. “I’m so sorry⁠—”