Wild Mustang

“Whoa,” Sage said. “I didn’t know so many people were coming.”

“So many people?” Shane repeated ominously. “So you knew something was up.”

“Well, Donna’s mother thought you and Laura needed some kind of a wedding reception,” Sage admitted.

“Lot of horses in the corral,” Grandfather observed as they pulled into the yard. “Some of ’em rode over.”

“It’s all right,” Laura said, tamping down her rising apprehension at having to play a part in front of Shane’s friends. “I’m sure everyone is just being friendly.”

“That better be what they have in mind,” Shane growled.

What else could it be? Laura wondered.

No sooner had they parked and climbed out of the truck than, amidst wild whoops, men swarmed from the barn. Three of them grabbed Laura. She heard Shane cursing behind her as they bore her off toward the corral. Fear sent bile into her throat. What was happening? She was too scared to struggle.

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