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“I said, shut the hell up!” Mateo yelled, his angry voice echoing in the hall, causing several people who had ignored us before to turn to stare at us.
I looked down at my watch and when I saw that twelve minutes had already passed; I walked past their group. “I don’t have time for this. You can believe whatever you want to believe.”
I was not in the mood to argue or play word games with anyone. I hadn’t completely come off the adrenaline rush that shooting always gave me and I wanted to get back to it. So I ignored every gaze that followed me back to my shooting stall.
In a single movement, I jammed a new magazine into the handgun I was using earlier and started shooting again, losing myself in the muffled pop-pop-pop sound of my gun going off and forgetting all about the people watching me.
I left the ‘zone’ when someone came to stand behind me. I emptied all the rounds in my magazine before turning around, expecting to see Mateo and his group. However, Levi was the one standing behind me, his green eyes glinting from behind yellow-tinted safety glasses and his Adam’s apple moving as he drank from the large water bottle we’d brought along.
“Want some?” He asked, raising the bottle my way.
I nodded before turning back to my gun, removing the magazine, and leaving it on the shooting bench with the muzzle still facing the target area.
Then I walked over to the bench behind our shooting stalls and sat beside him, taking the bottle of water from him and drinking from it.
“Is it just me or are several people staring at us?” Levi asked, leaning against the wall.
I handed the bottle of water back to him as I answered, “I ran into Crawford Pack members and they made a scene. That’s why everyone is paying attention to us.”
“Want me to put them in their place?” Levi asked.
I glanced at him with pursed lips. “Fighting isn’t allowed in here. That’s why I didn’t punch that loser’s filthy mouth.”
“Oh, yeah? Then how about we compete in a small shooting contest? Let’s see if you’re all talk and fancy standing postures or you can actually shoot.” Nathan challenged with a condescending grin.
I didn’t know when Nathan moved close to us, but I wasn’t interested in a shooting match with him as my opponent.
Ryan, as usual, tried to be the mediator because Mateo was glaring at Nathan like he wanted to challenge him to a duel on the spot. “You look like you have shooting experience, but your target is 300 yards away so nobody can see how well you shoot. How about a shooting match with Nathan? If you win, you can get him to stop bothering you.”
“Hey Ryan, what do you mean? What if I win?” Nathan asked, hitting Ryan’s shoulder with his.
Ryan groaned, squeezing his shoulder as he moved away from him. “Don’t hit me. Just say what you want.”
“How about . . . if I win, you give me a . . . blowjob? That should be easy for a slut like you, right?”
“What did you say?” Levi stood up with his fists clenched to his sides, glaring at Nathan.
“I said—” Ryan covered Nathan’s mouth while looking back at Mateo, who was staring at Nathan like he was a dead man walking.
The middle-aged man I’d seen with them moved closer to Mateo, putting a restraining hand on his shoulder while saying in a low voice that we could all hear. “Don’t do anything. I’ll punish him when we get back.”
I also stood up and grabbed Levi’s hand to prevent him from leaving a fist-sized hole in Nathan’s head.
“I’ll accept this challenge, but we’ve got to change the stakes.”
17
Aurora
Even though I had only one experience with blowjobs, I didn’t have anything to fear from Nathan’s challenge. After all, he was still shooting two to three rings away from the bull’s eye on a hundred-yard firing range while my current skill set allowed me to shoot two to three rings away from the bull’s eye on a 400-yard firing range.
“Aurora . . .” Mateo said, trying to stop me while Levi crossed his arms over his chest.
I ignored Mateo as I stood akimbo with my hands on my hips. “If I win, I want you to kneel in front of me, apologize, and bow your head to me like you would bow to your elders and your Alpha. I also want to slap you once so you would know how to keep your filthy mouth shut the next time you see me. I think that’s a pretty fair proposition, don’t you?”
“I think this is a bad idea,” Ryan said.
Nathan ignored him and grinned as he accepted my terms. “I agree. I can’t wait to see your face pressed to my crotch, Byrne.”
