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When she swung her head toward me, her eyes were wide, her bottom lip trembled, and her warm, summer scent carried a bitter edge to it.

“You can’t…I’ve already caused problems here once. If you guys…you can’t…”

Gripping her by her shoulders, I pulled her close and rubbed my chin over the top of her head, letting a purr rumble from my chest. An alpha’s purr worked best on omegas, but it always seemed to comfort her when her anxiety kicked into overdrive.

And this was absolutely one of those moments. The man who had made her life hell for years was in the same fucking room as her. And since she’d been brought up by fuckhead alphas, she truly believed the fight that had occurred between Ax and the alpha who’d insulted and manhandled her was her fault.

Because alphas were king dick and all that.

Fucking assholes.

My calm exterior was completely at odds with the rage burning through my insides. I was doing my best to keep the bond locked down so she and Amir wouldn’t feel it. If Amir’s omega reacted, any alpha in the club might react to him. And that would result in a lot of dead fuckers if they dared touch any member of my pack, my family.

“I’m not going anywhere,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest and jutting her chin forward.

Her attention caught on something over my shoulder and her eyes widened.

“Ax! Stop!” she screamed.

Fuck!

So much for handling this quietly.

CHAPTER 35

Issa

No. This could not happen. Not again. Not because of me.

And not with a club full of patrons.

“Ax!” I screamed, chasing after him only to be pulled back by Cyrus. His hand around my arm was too tight to pull free.

I was shoved toward Amir, who was now on his feet and watching Ax with a look of both concern and anger on his face. My omega was far from small and was as protective of me as our alphas were of the two of us.

But he was still a fucking omega, still at risk, still a hot commodity to assholes like Antonio.

“Get her out of here,” Cyrus barked. Amir stiffened against me under the alpha command.

“Hell no!” I yelled over the increasing noise.

It was hard to see past the throng of bodies that was now circling what I knew was a fight right there between the tables. The women from the bachelorette party had vacated their table and were huddledagainst the wall together, their eyes wide as they watched what was hidden from me.

“Damn it, Amir! Let me go!”

But my omega’s arms stayed banded around me until I was lifted from the ground and carried around the bar and thrust toward Aryn.

“Keep her back here,” he said, turning and rushing toward the bodies that surged and receded like a wave.

“Amir!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as pure, unadulterated panic squeezed my heart and stole my breath. I focused on the threads to my alphas and my omega, but they’d all shut them down so tightly I could barely even detect their presence, let alone their emotions.

“Let me go!” I screamed, thrashing against Aryn’s hold. She was as tall and strong as Amir.

Another security guard joined us, blocking me from stepping through the opened swing door that would lead onto the floor.

If they thought that would stop me from getting to my pack, to ensuring they were safe, alive, in one piece, then they hadn’t been paying close enough attention.

Remorse hit me the same time I lifted my foot and stomped on Aryn’s instep and wriggled from her hold when she grunted and loosened her arms as the pain rocked up her leg.

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