“I think I found him. Head over to the V.I.P. area. I’ll say that you’re my plus one and a cousin of mine. They should let you in, if you just let me do all the talking.”
Already, the adrenaline was pumping through my veins as I thought about the sweet, sweet revenge I was about to sink my teeth into. If this leader thought he would make it out of this fight alive, then he had another think coming, because I’m not the sort of man that forgives and forgets.
Quickly, I made my way towards the back where a rather large bouncer stood, safeguarding the V.I.P. area. Roman was waiting right behind him, barely visible beyond the man’s massive bulk.
He beckoned me forward but before I could heed his call, something surged inside of me. I listened to my instinct and turned around. Over by the bar area stood Jane, alone, the tiny man that had accompanied her here was nowhere to be seen.
A look of fear painted her entire face. Something was wrong. Very wrong.
“Jane’s in trouble,” I said, already moving into action. Revenge was no longer on my mind. All that mattered was getting to Jane in time to help her.
A group of people barreled in front of me, obscuring my view.
“Get the fuck out of my way,” I growled, elbowing my way through them.
“What the hell is that guy’s problem?” One person commented but I ignored them. I didn’t give a rat’s ass about them or their thoughts of me.
By the time I was able to find Jane again, she was being cornered. The man who had cornered her was a part of the enemy pack and, by the looks of him, he was definitely one of the alphas.
Jane pressed herself against the wall, her eyes darting from place to place, trying to figure out an escape route but there was no place for her to run.
He leaned in and his body language told me everything I needed to know.
Rage fueled me as I rocketed forward and grabbed him by the shirt. With a violent tug, I was able to pull him off of her.
“Landon!” she exclaimed.
“Don’t worry, you’re safe now.”
“You have no idea who you’re messing with, bud,” he growled, as he marched forward, like a tank ready to run me over, but I could tell that he was underestimating me because when I blocked his attack and countered with one of my own, he hadn’t been expecting it. With the copious amounts of cologne I had doused on myself, he probably thought I was just another drunken human. That assumption would be the biggest mistake of his life. “What the…?”
He staggered but before he could regain his composure, I rammed my knee into his midsection. He groaned and tried to hold himself upright but I grabbed him by the head and this time, my knee collided with his big, fat ugly nose. There was blood everywhere.
Someone gasped.
A circle of people had formed all around us.
I took Jane’s hand. “We have got to go. Now.”
Roman appeared and we tore down a path to the closest emergency exit, as soon as we opened it, the alarm went off. It was chaos from there. People were screaming and running around like a bunch of headless chickens.
“They are going to know that we’ve been here,” said Roman. “Did you really have to start a fight with one of the Alphas?”
“He was trying to advance on Jane,” I said, knowing that my reason was wholly justified. “I couldn’t let him hurt her.”
“Well, now we’ve got a war on our hands.”
A mob of shifters came bursting throug
h the club and stood like a wall but any wall, no matter how strong can always crumble.
“What is going on?” Jane asked.
“We don’t have time to explain,” I said, and all of a sudden, I took her into my arms and started running.
The police showed up, their lights blinding and a few of the shifters broke from the group and went elsewhere. Those that remained were hot on our tails but, thankfully, we were faster.
“We have to get to our bikes,” said Roman, “and head to the bunker.”