Charis
Hundreds of them were grinding and swaying under the electric haze. Their bodies wirthed under the pulse of the beat, each of them held drinks in their hands, swaying as if they were being controlled.
I felt both relieved and anxious at the sa ti.
I weaved through the dancers, elbowing my way through threes and weaving between couples while my eyes searched every dark corner for an exit sign. The flashing lights and loud music were disorienting, making it hard to maintain my sense of direction.
Suddenly, a burly hand clamped down on my shoulder. I spun around to see a huge man looming behind —one of the security guards from the VIP room. My blood turned cold as I spotted three more n of similar build pushing through the crowd toward .
"Shit!" I breathed.
The first man lunged for , but I dodged left, my heart thudding wildly as I ducked beneath his arm and shoved myself into the dancing crowd. This ti I didn’t wait to be told I had to run.
I bumped into dancers, knocked over drinks; people cursed, but I didn’t stop running, not even caring if I’d trampled on anyone.
I burst out of the disco hall and ran to the end of the hall, taking my left as I barreled down the hallway, running past startled patrons and still colliding with people in my desperate flight.
The corridor seed endless, lined with doors leading to who knows what kinds of activities.
I darted into a room bathed in red light. I didn’t stay long enough to observe what the place was, only that it was filled with glass booths, laughing n, and a naked woman bent backwards on a pole.
I ran back out, almost colliding with my pursuers.
They were gaining on . I could hear their heavy footsteps getting closer, and my lungs were burning from the exertion and panic. Just as I thought they would catch , a strong hand shot out from one of the doorways and dragged into a darkened room.
I scread.
Before I could struggle, the hand yanked deeper into a side room and slamd against a wall. It was a man.
I froze completely when I caught his scent. It was Kael.
Aside from his scent, I knew it was him imdiately because my wolf, which had barely moved inside , was now going berserk like she always did whenever Kael was around us.
His mouth was covered by a black handkerchief, likely to hide his identity. His eyes flickered behind us to the hallway before resting on again. I lowered my gaze, wondering how he knew I’d be here. How had he found ?
The n entered into our hiding place. One of them even paused outside the room where I and Kael was. Kael pressed his body more tightly against mine, shielding with his fra. After several tense minutes, the n gave up their search and moved elsewhere.
As soon as they left, Kael slowly stepped back and shrugged out of his jacket offering it to . Then he grabbed my hands and said.
"Follow ."
He led through an almost empty hallway that seed to be the service floor. We moved fast, but quietly, with Kael checking the corners, constantly pausing to listen like he knew this place better than I did.
We were almost at the exit when three n blocked our path.
It was the sa goons from before.
We tried to go back the sa way we ca, but another three burly n also blocked us from behind.
One of the n stepped forward. "Let the girl go," he said gruffly. "This doesn’t concern you."
Kael turned to imdiately. "Go to that corner and stay there," he instructed, pointing to a shadowed corner. "Close your eyes and block your ears."
Without hesitation, I hurried to the corner he’d indicated, my heart still pounding violently. I was incredibly grateful that Kael was there, but I had no idea what to tell him about this entire situation.
I didn’t close my eyes.
From my position in the corner, I watched as the first man rushed forward. Kael didn’t move from position; he just ducked low and sent the man flying with a bone-crunching elbow to his jaw.
The second man ca in with a swing, and Kael ducked, swept his legs and punched him. Blood sprayed from his mouth, and the man hit the ground with a loud thud.
The third man tried to tackle him, but Kael blocked his punches gracefully. Then slamd the man against the wall with enough force that made the plaster crack. The two n from earlier had recovered and were trying to attack again.
But Kael was already on the move. He spun, twisted, struck and kicked at each of the attackers.
I watched with awe as six n fought against Kael, who made it look like he was playing with his peers.
One man tried to blindside him. Kael caught him mid-air and flipped him onto the ground, knocking him out cold. Another slashed at him with a pocket knife. Kael dodged and kicked the knife away from his hand.
At last, he was the only one standing while all six n were groaning on the floor. The entire fight lasted less than three minutes. Kael straightened his clothes and ca to where I was crouched.
"C’mon," he said, extending his hand towards .
I took it.
He didn’t let go as we moved down the corridor and pushed through a side door that led into an underground parking garage.
We stopped beside a black car, and Kael turned to face fully now. I turned to him, ready to attempt so explanation, but before I could speak, he asked quietly.
"Can you tell how you got here? What happened in that VIP room? Why were those n chasing after you and..." he paused for a minute. "Are you one of the girls from the lab?"
I was startled by his question and the formal way he asked , as if this were an interview.
That was when it hit .
Kael didn’t recognise .
He had no idea that this was Eamon.
To him, I was just so girl in distress who needed rescuing, not his roommate, not his friend and not the person he’d been growing closer to over the past few days.
He was looking at with curiosity, waiting for an explanation from a complete stranger.
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