ALLISON.
“Get her!” the perverted guy yelled, charging at me.
I sidestepped just in time, letting him crash into the bar. “Nice try!” I shot back.
Damn. This wasn’t what I had in mind when I booked a ticket to Chicago.
Another one lunged at me from the left. I ducked and landed a punch to his gut. He wheezed, stumbling back. “You think you can take me, big boy?” I taunted.
The thought of going against five men at once was frightening. But I guess I got scared for nothing. These men couldn’t land a punch to save their lives. I have underestimated myself again, I always forget that I’m the third-in-command in our pack.
“Get her down!” one of them shouted, and suddenly they were all coming at me.
I pivoted, kicking the nearest guy in the knee. He went down with a yelp. “That’s one,” I
