Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 47

Chapter 47

Xena's POV

I unlocked the shop door, flipped on the lights, and set my things down. I picked up the journal I'd found-nothing too explosive inside, but definitely enough to blackmail her. As I was making copies, the bell above the door jingled. Someone had walked in.

"Hello? We're not open yet!" I called out, a sudden uneasiness creeping up my spine. No

response, but I could feel the presence of someone in the shop. My instincts screamed

danger, and my body tensed.

Logan, get the guys and come to my shop. Something's wrong, I sent through our mental

link.

What's happening? he asked.

I kept the connection open but didn't answer. "Can I help you with something?" I asked

firmly, trying to keep my voice from shaking.

Three men stood in my shop. Everything about them radiated authority and danger. Not the kind of danger Ryder exuded-these guys looked genuinely terrifying, like men who would hurt you just because they could. Man buns, tattoos covering their necks and faces, piercings everywhere... My instincts screamed at me to keep my distance. I was no match for these three giants. They were all over 6'5", with powerful builds. Not bodybuilder muscles, but that didn't make them any less intimidating.

"We heard this is the place to go for the best motorcycle customization in town," one of them said, his voice sending ice through my veins.

"I'm afraid I don't know your name," I said, straightening my back despite the sweat

on

rudeness, beautiful. I'm Tatum. This is Vance and

of us?"

be kidding me, Logan

I have," I replied, my

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Chapter 47

me introduce myself properly, Ms. Harris. I'm Tatum Maddox of the Darkthorn

thought to myself. These guys were

be in such a rush! I

Silas exchanged smiles, shifting their stance. My

on his land, and I don't recall anyone inviting you here," I said,

he closed the distance between us. Standing just inches away, he brushed the hair away from my neck, leaning down to whisper in

chills down my spine-and

cologne. The intimacy made me nauseous, but I didn't dare move, didn't dare push him away. I could only pray

soon.

Seeing no resistance from me, he smiled smugly, ready to

my fist, preparing to punch him in the gut the second

make a

hand was about to touch my face, my brother's angry voice cut through

tense atmosphere.

was filled with authority,

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