“Honestly, I’m not.”
“So, why are you going? Stay home where it’s safe.” Landon had joined the conversation.
“I can keep her safe, thank you very much,” Homer protested, his face becoming a bright shade of red.
“You know I really doubt —”
I stepped on Roman’s foot before he could say anything else. The last thing I wanted was an all-out blood bath on my front doorstep. My landlord would probably charge me extra on my monthly rent to pay for the damages and, honestly, my budget was tight enough as it was.
“I’m sorry, guys, but I just can’t hang out tonight. I made a promise I’d go with Homer to this night club and I’m not one to break my promises.”
“That’s right.” Homer took my hand.
Landon looked like he was about ready to rip Homer’s throat from his neck just for touching me.
“Let’s go.”
***
But going with Homer to a night club was the worst decision of my life. It took less than five minutes for him to abandon me. He was off dancing with some ditzy blonde who’
d had way too much to drink. Even from the bar, I could hear her obnoxious laughter. It pierced right through me each and every time. I sipped my Cosmo, hoping the booze would help, but really, it didn’t.
I got up, about to call myself a taxi when this weird sensation swept right through me. It left a frigidness to every part of my body. I shivered as goosebumps crept along my skin. My heart thumped like I was in danger. I looked up and a man dressed all in black was looking straight at me. He had a long scar on the left side of his face that ran from his eyebrow down to his upper lip. His eyes were a cold shade of blue.
He smirked in a way that seemed to say ‘gotcha.’
My heart thumped a little louder.
He advanced in my direction and all I could do was stand there like a statue.
Move! I screamed inside my brain but my body wouldn’t obey the command. It was like someone had superglued my feet to the floor.
As he got closer, I realized just how humungous he really was. His biceps alone were as thick as my thighs. He towered above me, those icy blue eyes holding a certain level of unspoken menace. This guy was bad news and I needed to get the hell out of there.
“Hey there, baby, why don’t you come with me?”
Chapter 10: Landon
I hated cologne with a passion. It smelled vile and made my stomach churn but I knew it was a necessary evil if we wanted to infiltrate the night club and investigate. Our goal was to find the leader so that I could challenge him and take his place. But, before I dealt that final blow, I would need answers.
Why had they killed my pack in cold blood?
It was a question that had haunted me day in and day out.
“Ready?” Roman asked, as he pocketed the small bottle of cologne. “You know the plan, right?”
“We split up to cover more ground and when one of us finds the leader, we will alert the other and go about this together.”
“Perfect.” Roman ruffled my hair as if I were his little brother or something. I snatched him by the wrist and held it in such a firm grip that all I needed was a bit more power, and it would have snapped.
“Good. I see your reflexes are good,” he grinned, as he pulled away from my grasp. “Let’s do this.”
“What about Jane? She’s in there with that incompetent human.”
“We’ll keep an eye on her but tonight, she isn’t our main priority.”
“She’s our mate,” I countered. “The future mother of our offspring. She is always our priority.”