Page 97 of Big Knot Energy (Shadowverse)

The moment I was free from her grasp, I climbed onto the bar and scrambled over top, shoving patrons who’d pressed themselves against it to get away from the growing melee.

Others had joined the fight. Beer bottles and chairs flew through the air.

What the hell would I do when I got to the center? Not like I could take on an alpha. And even if I had a weapon, I couldn’t brandish it when the club was packed nearly to capacity.

The crowd was packed tight, those who hadn’t rushed away from the violence acting as some kind of voyeurs. I shoved and pinched and even punched people, trying my damnedest to get through to no fucking avail.

And then I was lifted off my feet again, wrenching a frustrated and fear filled screech from my throat.

Frayed wires and copper filled my nostrils. Enzo. He wasn’t in the middle of all this.

How the hell did he not get pulled into the fight? Why the fuck wasn’t he in there protecting Amir?

“Amir’s in there!” I screamed over the cacophony of sound as my stomach lurched, though I wasn’t sure whether the nausea was from Enzo’s shoulder hitting my stomach with every step or the fear of losing one or more of my packmates.

Enzo practically threw me at Aryn and the other guard, jabbing a finger in their direction.

“Do not let my beta out here again!” The two were also alphas, but there was so much power behind Enzo’s words I felt my own muscles stiffen with the need to obey.

“Wait!” I screamed as the security guard wrapped an arm around my waist and kept me from following him.

Aryn stepped into my line of view, bending her knees so we were eye to eye. “Beta, I need you to chill the fuck out for a minute. Your alphas aren’t stupid. They’ll be fine.”

“Amir!” I screamed, the sound strangled and hoarse, tears blurring her face that was still only inches from mine.

“He’s a big guy. He’s not a dainty omega. He’ll be fine. Your alphas will get him out safely.”

She had no idea what caused this fight, why my beautiful Ax had decided to rush headlong into a fight with my former alpha. I wasn’t even sure Amir knew what was going on or who he was fighting, only that his alphas were in the middle of a vortex of violence.

As Enzo’s big body moved further away, I realized his shirt was ripped and blood trickled down his neck as though he’d been hit over the head. He’d been in the middle of that and had extricated himself to carry me away.

But he had to get Amir away. Not only were omegas rare but he was a fucking male omega. Any sicko would try to take him away from me, away from us. They could hurt him. Steal him. And I would never see him again.

They might as well rip open my chest and remove my heart.

Eventually, red and blue lights flashed through the windows. Someone had called the police, though I wasn’t sure whether it was a patron or an employee. And as much as I knew my alphas didn’t want attention on their club, I was more than thankful for the presence of law enforcement as people began to scramble away until there was only a small pile of bodies swinging fists and kicking someone who was on the ground.

Please don’t let that be one of my loves. Please don’t let one of my packmates be on the ground.

But then long, curly hair began to make it through the crowd, Enzo’s arm around Amir’s shoulders as he was guided toward the hallway where the offices were located.

“Let go!” I screamed at the guard.

Only when Enzo nodded did the alpha guard release his ironclad hold on me so I could rush toward Amir and Enzo. Both were bloody, both sported bruising on their faces, both had tears in their clothes.

“The office. Now. If I see either of your faces before one of us come to get you…” I had never heard my alpha’s voice so deep, so growly, so fucking deadly.

He was pissed. And I had a feeling some of that anger was for Amir and me since we’d both attempted to put ourselves in harm’s way, though I’d failed tremendously.

Wrapping my hand around Amir’s, I pulled him toward the office, punched in the security code, then dragged him inside behind me.

Those stupid tears had begun to fall over my lashes before I’d spotted my omega and one of my alphas.

But now, looking at the cut near Amir’s hairline, the split lip, and the bruising over his right cheek and left eye, they began to fall in big drops down my cheeks to drip from my chin.

It took me a few minutes of rifling around before I found the first aid kit Cyrus stashed in his office. All the offices had one as did the kitchen for any injuries the employees or patrons might need tended to while here.

Unfortunately, it was rudimentary at best. All I could do for now was clean up the blood, apply a little antibiotic cream, and somebutterfly bandages. But I definitely wanted him checked for a concussion or the possible need for stitches.

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