Jessica
Terrified, I bit his hand as hard as I could.
Gasping in pain, he let go of me.
“Tank!” I screamed, lunging away from Reaper. Before I could take three steps, however, he had me again.
“Let her go!” hollered Tank, approaching us with Raptor behind him. They both had their guns out and aimed at us.
I heard the distinct click of a gun being c****d next to my temple. “Back away or I’ll kill the b***h,” he growled.
“You’re making a mistake,” said Raptor in a calm voice. “This girl has nothing to do with what’s happening between our clubs.”
“She’s Slammer’s stepdaughter. She’s involved, whether she likes it or not,” he replied sharply.
“Please let me go,” I cried, tears spilling down my cheeks.
Reaper ignored me. “Drop your weapons or I’ll shoot her and take at least one of you
