Pack Hunter

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before his lip lifted in disgust. “You the shifter slut?”
    “Excuse me?”
    He laughed, a nasty sound that grated her nerves and fit the horrible man.
    “You need to leave,” she stated and crossed her arms over her chest.
    He snorted. “You gonna make me? Or maybe the pretty boy behind you is?”
    Sara was almost shaking she was so pissed. “Yeah, yeah I am.” She’d started around the counter when another man stepped forward.
    “Come on, Rudy,” he said quietly. “Let’s get out of here. The sheriff might come back.”
    Rudy, the arrogant prick in front of her, frowned before looking over his shoulder at his friend. “You scared, Colt?”
    The other man, Colt, dropped his head and just shrugged.
    “Pussy,” Rudy spat out then turned back to Sara. “I’m here to give your boyfriend a message.”
    Sara didn’t react. Clint had said he had been followed so it shouldn’t shock her that these men knew about her relationship. But if they thought they could use her to get to Clint, they had another think coming.
    “Tell him that I’m coming for him. Gonna take him down like the animal he is.”
    Sara glared at his back as the men left her shop.
    * * * *
    Clint searched his phone for the number of the coffee shop just as he and Kurt walked into the alley. They’d left the compound by the hidden exit and carefully made their way to town.
    It appeared no one had spotted them and with the protesters drawing attention to themselves in town, Clint and Kurt did their best to remain unseen.
    He hit connect and waited for someone to pick up the phone.
    Sara answered with a friendly ‘hello’ and he felt immediately calmer. He had worried about how she was doing. The perfect morning had been soiled by the arrival of Dan Carter’s people.
    “Hey, beautiful,” he greeted her.
    Kurt smirked beside him, and Clint turned away.
    “Clint!” The relief in her tone was evident.
    “Come open the back door for us,” he requested.
    “You’re here?” she asked. “Is that safe?”
    He chuckled. “Well, it would be better if you would come open the door.”
    “Oh!”
    He shared a look with Kurt as they heard the lock being undone and the door opened. Sara stuck her head out with the phone still held up to her ear.
    “Hurry.” She motioned them inside.
    Once they were through, she slammed the door closed and locked the deadbolt. She threw her arms around his neck. “I was so worried about you! That man! He said he was going to get you and I—”
    “Hey! Hey! It’s okay.” He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tight. “What man? What are you talking about?”
    She shuddered and he pulled away enough to look down at her face.
    “These guys came into the shop earlier. They were…horrible—well, one guy, anyway—and he said to give my boyfriend a message,” she explained.
    Kurt stiffened beside them.
    “He said to tell you that he’s coming for you. Gonna take you down like the animal you are. Those were his exact words,” she finished.
    “Hey.” He caressed her cheek. “I’m okay.”
    She nodded then closed her eyes while leaning against him.
    “What else did they say?” Kurt asked. “What did they do?”
    They were still standing in the dark hall. Sara looked towards the front.
    “I… I don’t want to leave Cecil alone. That man, he kept calling Cecil ‘pretty boy’, and I didn’t like the way he was looking at him.”
    Clint pressed his lips together. The time that Clint had been coming into the shop showed him that Cecil was a great kid. It was also obvious how Sara was protective of him. “Let’s sit out front and have some coffee and talk,” he suggested.
    “Out front? Are you sure? What if those men return?” Sara tugged where her hands were wrapped in his shirt.
    He kissed her forehead. “Trust me, baby. Come on.” He led the way down the hall and when he pushed the swinging door open to enter the front of the shop, Cecil looked up.
    “You okay?” he asked

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