Page 37 of Two Tricks

Reaching out, he scooped me up and pulled me into his lap, locking me in place with his arms. “When you passed out of our property, the tracker on the ATV was activated. I know your brooding stud over here checked it, but it wouldn’t be detectable until it was triggered. Guess you should’ve ditched the ride if you didn’t want to be followed.”

I squirmed and kicked in Cognac’s arms, growling. “You promised you wouldn’t touch me unless I told you you could.”

“True, but I changed my mind. After seeing you with Wessy boy, I’m a little worried you might never let me. So I’m just going to do it anyways or risk my opportunity being lost, loba,” Cognac said, nuzzling into the back of my neck.

I tried to headbutt him, but he just shifted and tucked me in under his chin, humming with contentment.

“Are you just gonna let him do this to me, Wes?” I snarled, still not giving in. “If you don’t help me get out of his arms, I’m going to dump everything out of your drawers and toss it around the room at home. Then I’ll rearrange everything on your computer home screen. Don’t test me, Weston!”

“She makes a mess in your room too, huh?” Eagle asked, coming out of the trees, gun at the ready with the rest of the guys flanking him.

Weston dropped to a knee behind the second chair and pulled out his own gun. I froze in Cognac’s hold, unsure of what was going to happen next.

“Seems our little demon is causing all sorts of trouble today. I knew things had been going too smoothly,” Void drawled as they fanned out to cover the whole porch.

“Can’t say we weren’t warned. Pretty sure the first thing out of her mouth was that she would raise hell.” Eagle ginned as he lowered his gun. “I know it’s just the two of you here, and clearly we outnumber you, especially since I have men waiting for my signal if need be. I figured we could talk about this like adults instead of needing to kill each other. See, the thing is, friend, we’ve all grown kinda fond of our little hellcat.” Eagle shrugged, speaking to Wes.

“Perfect timing, pres,” Cognac said, lifting me out of his lap and setting me on my feet. “Loba was just asking why it is that you need to meet with Two Tricks.”

Weston looked at me, then the rest of the guys, and holstered his weapon. No matter how you looked at it, there wouldn’t have been a chance in hell to get out of this alive if it came down to a shootout.

“Why don’t I grab the cooler and we can all have lunch?” Cognac said, heading for the ATV.

What the actual fuck was going on right now? Was this another part of their plan? No, there’s no way they could’ve known that Weston was coming for me. Wes was loyal to me through and through. But then how the hell did we end up in this situation?

“Dax, aren’t you going to introduce us to your friend?” Sprocket asked when he reached me.

“No,” I snapped, turning my back to him. “You can figure it out yourself.”

“Really, I thought we’d gotten past all this attitude,” Sprocket teased, putting his arm around me as he escorted me into the cabin like it was theirs.

Weston let out a bark of laughter. “Fat chance of that. She’s been only getting sassier with age, trust me.”

Once in the cabin, someone grabbed my hand and yanked me away from Sprocket, spinning me until I was up against the back of the couch. Eagle loomed over me, his eyes filled with anger as his hand surrounded my throat. He didn’t put any pressure into the grip—just the knowledge he could was enough to keep my attention.

“Get. Your. Hands. Off. Her,” Wes commanded, followed by the sound of a gun being cocked.

Eagle glanced at him for a moment but then brought his gaze right back to me. “I warned you that you could only push me so far, little hellcat. Not only did you run away and kidnap one of my men, but you left a fucking mess in my room for me to clean up. There will be consequences for your actions, no matter what this asshole thinks.”

With those words, I noticed the other four guys had their guns trained on Weston, who had his gun up against Eagle’s head.

“Oh, Eagle, you might want to address the fact that they fucked like rabbits not that long ago,” Cognac piped up.

Eagle shifted so he could see him better. “What do you mean?”

“Little ol’ Wessy here banged her good and hard right in front of me and again in the shower, making her scream loud enough I got jealous I couldn’t watch.” Cognac smirked as he saw me glaring daggers at him.

Wes made a move towards Cognac, but Void was right there blocking him, his gun inches away from his head. “If he moves, he won’t make it out of this alive. Now tell him to stand down,” Void commanded.

I licked my lips, as my mouth had gone dry at the horror of knowing Void would kill Weston without blinking an eye. But I couldn’t lose Wes. There would be no way that I could survive living life without him in it, even more so after what had just happened between us.

“Put down the gun, Wes. Eagle still needs me, so he won’t hurt me,” I said, giving Wes a reassuring nod. “Besides, he knows if he did, I would kick his ass.”

Weston locked eyes with me as if he was trying to read my soul, but he blinked and took a step back, slowly lowering his weapon. As the room seemed to breathe again, I grabbed Eagle’s thumb and yanked it back, freeing my neck. Pulling the arm down, I kneed him in the stomach, causing him to grunt at the pain as he fell to his knees. Finishing it off, I punched him in the jaw, whipping his head back with a groan.

“Don’t you ever threaten Weston’s life again or I will end you without a second thought. He’s off-limits if you ever want the hope of meeting Tricks!” I screamed right in his face, anger pouring out of me.

Seconds later, pain flooded my body, and I dropped to the ground as I started convulsing. Rolling my eyes up, I saw Picasso watching me with fury in his gaze and his phone in his hands.