The appalled look in Keto’s face deepened. “We’re driving there, right? I’m not in the mood for running.”
Cyeon pondered it for a moment. Going to the resort as a human made more sense than sneaking around in their lion form, especially in broad daylight.
*
“I’ve had enough drinks. It’s been three hours. What are we doing here again?” Keto complained after he drained his beer. Keto waved the bartender off when he asked him if he wanted a refill. Keto leaned close and whispered, “Why don’t we look for the guy and teach him a lesson? You do remember what he looks like, don’t you?”
Cyeon narrowed his eyes, giving his brother his famous glare. “Patience. I’m curious what he will do.”
Keto scanned the resort’s bar surreptitiously. “Which one of these dickheads is the son-of-a-bitch?”
Cyeon gestured with his chin to a corner of the room. Three men sat at an oval table, huddled together, as if in deep discussion. They looked young, couldn’t be past thirty, dressed in tourist attire. They talked and drank as if they had no worries in the world. Specifically the man Cyeon had seen driving the jeep. Jen’s fiancé. Every once in a while, the jackass would laugh, presumably at jokes his colleagues told, all while he pompously sipped his cognac.
A surge of anger rose in Cyeon’s throat.
How could someone be calm and cheery, as if nothing had happened, after he drugged, then dumped the woman he was going to marry, leaving her for the animals?
If Cyeon were inclined to indulge his primal instinct, he would have dragged the man out of sight and torn him to pieces. No. That was too easy. He wanted the man to suffer. Jen deserved justice. And prison would be harsh justice for a slimy prick like him.
He and Keto had arrived at the resort, a little after lunch time. Cyeon had decided to head directly to Savannah’s main bar, figuring the two of them would observe first, before looking for her fiancé. But just their luck, not long after they’d ordered their drinks, the man in question had entered the bar. Cyeon recognized him immediately from his scent, the other male’s essence coating Jen when she was dumped.
She’d told him her fiancé’s name was Seth Richards, and that the son-of-a-bitch worked as an executive in a bank, coming from a long line of bankers. The smugness on his face told Cyeon that the over-pampered prick had probably never lifted a finger a single day in his life.
Cyeon wondered what Jen had seen in him.
A jolt of disgust made Cyeon lose control for a moment. His fingers shifted into claws.
His brother didn’t notice, however. His gaze was transfixed on the close-cropped, dark-haired man swathed in Burberry clothes. “That’s him, right? What are we waiting for? Let’s get him.”
Cyeon growled in a low voice. “Slow down, cowboy.”
“Why?’
“As I told you, I’m curious about what he’ll do. His fiancé’s gone missing and he’s acting as if nothing’s happened. From the looks of things, these people haven’t organized a search party or anything.”
“Maybe he didn’t report her missing.”
“I kinda guessed that.”
“What are we going to do?”
“Let’s have a chat with him once he gets to his room.”
Keto laughed derisively. “Boy, I would love that.”
The bar’s door burst open and Cyeon groaned inwardly. Somehow, Jen had managed to return to the resort on her own, and obviously looking for Seth. Her gaze bounced around the room before she focused on her fiancé. Storming straight to Seth, he guessed she must not have noticed that Cyeon and Keto were already there. A step behind her, Jax followed, a guilty look on his face.
Jax caught Cyeon’s gaze. He shrugged. Sorry, he said in mind-speak. She’s very persistent. I can’t stand seeing a beautiful woman cry.
Dumbass, Cyeon and Keto cursed him at the same time.
A commotion erupted at Seth’s table. Seth’s face seemed to pale at the sight of Jen. He rose and staggered as she bombarded him with a barrage of angry words. They argued, continuing to do so as Seth seized her arm and dragged her outside.
An alarm rang in Cyeon’s mind. He paid the tab and immediately followed them. A throng of people suddenly flooded the bar’s entrance, making him lose sight of them for a brief moment. He shoved the people out of his way and made it outside. Jen and Seth were nowhere to be seen.
“Where did they go?” Keto demanded behind him.
Cyeon sniffed the air and discerned their direction based on their scent. He hunted it in haste. The trail led him to a row of bungalows. He didn’t need to guess which bungalow was theirs. The muffled sound of a man shouting came from inside the second bungalow’s door. Cyeon broke into a run and slammed the door open. What he saw made his blood boil. Seth slammed his fist into Jen while shouting like a demented man. Cyeon swung his arm and hurled Seth against the wall. Rage seized him by his throat. For a bl