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making her crouch down. Tess opened her mouth to protest, but he hushed her quickly. His eyes betrayed worry and his body was tense, ready to fight, ready to go.
“Someone’s here. Someone bad. Stay down, don’t come out. No matter what happens. Promise me?”
She stammered for a moment, confusion and worry hitting her at the same time.
“Promise me!” he pressed harder, his eyes darting back and forth as if searching for something or someone.
“I promise,” she whispered. It didn’t take much to trust the ranger and he had done nothing but protect her and look after her. If he said that there was trouble, well, she was sure as hell going to believe him. A slight tremble ran through her body as she tucked herself behind the large rock, Jackson turning his back to her and striding away from it with long steps.
She could just make out his retreating back from behind a corner of the rock, when she saw a shift in his posture. His shoulders went tense and hunched up just like they had when she had asked him about what he had wanted to talk about that morning. Tess bit her lip, waiting with bated breath to see what was going to happen next. Jackson stopped a few dozen feet away from the pile of boulders and Tess watched him slip his backpack off. He was eyeing something intently further down the mountain, and his big palms were rolled into tight fists. The sheer size of them would have made most men back away from a fight with him, but the foe he was going to face wasn’t an ordinary man.
A low growl emitted from Jackson’s throat seconds before Tess heard a familiar voice, her stomach dropping at the realization. It was Ryder.
This is not good… fuck, she thought, quietly slipping her backpack off as well. It would just slow her down if she needed to get on the move, fast.
“Fancy seeing you here, Jackson. Out for a little stroll on my lands?” Ryder asked, his taunting tone echoed by laughter. Tess gnawed on her lower lip, peeking out just a tiny bit to see the tall blonde man facing off against Jackson. There was just a few feet of space between them and the blue-eyed demon had two men with him, standing to either side. Tess’s worry was quickly growing into full-on anxiety, knowing full well that things couldn’t end well when men as determined and straightforward as those two decided to hash it out. Jackson was a reasonable man through and through, but Ryder seemed to have some peculiar hold on him. It was like watching two Alphas buck against one another, but this time one of them had backup, and Tess couldn’t exactly work her girlish magic on them.
Jackson chuckled and the sound scraped at Tess’s ears. He was wound up tight; she could hear it in his voice.
“I think you’re confusing my lands for yours again, Ryder. I don’t remember your kin having any more claim to this land now than you did before. You’re only welcome here thanks to my generosity, I remind you,” he said, and the growl in his throat was almost palpable in the air. Tess’s heart beat wildly as she listened in, eyeing their body language and the tension that was racking up much too fast for her liking. Her heart ached with worry for Jackson. She’d never been particularly sentimental, unless it was about bears, but that man was as if bound to her, and whatever hurt him, hurt her as well. Tess could sense his reluctance to be in that confrontation from a mile away, but there was little either of them could do about it. Ryder shrugged good-naturedly, tossing a glance over his shoulders at both of the men with him.
They were big and broad just like Ryder and Jackson, maybe a little shorter, but most certainly well aware of the gravity of the moment.
They must have known we were here… there’s nothing for miles and miles, they couldn’t have just happened upon us, Tess thought, the possibilities endlessly bad. She couldn’t see any way for diffusing the situation without a lot of hurt feelings and split
“Someone’s here. Someone bad. Stay down, don’t come out. No matter what happens. Promise me?”
She stammered for a moment, confusion and worry hitting her at the same time.
“Promise me!” he pressed harder, his eyes darting back and forth as if searching for something or someone.
“I promise,” she whispered. It didn’t take much to trust the ranger and he had done nothing but protect her and look after her. If he said that there was trouble, well, she was sure as hell going to believe him. A slight tremble ran through her body as she tucked herself behind the large rock, Jackson turning his back to her and striding away from it with long steps.
She could just make out his retreating back from behind a corner of the rock, when she saw a shift in his posture. His shoulders went tense and hunched up just like they had when she had asked him about what he had wanted to talk about that morning. Tess bit her lip, waiting with bated breath to see what was going to happen next. Jackson stopped a few dozen feet away from the pile of boulders and Tess watched him slip his backpack off. He was eyeing something intently further down the mountain, and his big palms were rolled into tight fists. The sheer size of them would have made most men back away from a fight with him, but the foe he was going to face wasn’t an ordinary man.
A low growl emitted from Jackson’s throat seconds before Tess heard a familiar voice, her stomach dropping at the realization. It was Ryder.
This is not good… fuck, she thought, quietly slipping her backpack off as well. It would just slow her down if she needed to get on the move, fast.
“Fancy seeing you here, Jackson. Out for a little stroll on my lands?” Ryder asked, his taunting tone echoed by laughter. Tess gnawed on her lower lip, peeking out just a tiny bit to see the tall blonde man facing off against Jackson. There was just a few feet of space between them and the blue-eyed demon had two men with him, standing to either side. Tess’s worry was quickly growing into full-on anxiety, knowing full well that things couldn’t end well when men as determined and straightforward as those two decided to hash it out. Jackson was a reasonable man through and through, but Ryder seemed to have some peculiar hold on him. It was like watching two Alphas buck against one another, but this time one of them had backup, and Tess couldn’t exactly work her girlish magic on them.
Jackson chuckled and the sound scraped at Tess’s ears. He was wound up tight; she could hear it in his voice.
“I think you’re confusing my lands for yours again, Ryder. I don’t remember your kin having any more claim to this land now than you did before. You’re only welcome here thanks to my generosity, I remind you,” he said, and the growl in his throat was almost palpable in the air. Tess’s heart beat wildly as she listened in, eyeing their body language and the tension that was racking up much too fast for her liking. Her heart ached with worry for Jackson. She’d never been particularly sentimental, unless it was about bears, but that man was as if bound to her, and whatever hurt him, hurt her as well. Tess could sense his reluctance to be in that confrontation from a mile away, but there was little either of them could do about it. Ryder shrugged good-naturedly, tossing a glance over his shoulders at both of the men with him.
They were big and broad just like Ryder and Jackson, maybe a little shorter, but most certainly well aware of the gravity of the moment.
They must have known we were here… there’s nothing for miles and miles, they couldn’t have just happened upon us, Tess thought, the possibilities endlessly bad. She couldn’t see any way for diffusing the situation without a lot of hurt feelings and split
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