Page 60 of Alpha Marked

River's wolf lashed out. She gripped the shifter's hand and twisted until his wrist cracked.

He cried out, and she bent into his ear. "I warned you."

She turned to the bar and ordered Bianca a soda from Jimmy.

"I'm sure Zeke will be here any second."

Bianca nodded, and a shifter smiled at her.

Uh… nope.

River spotted Isaac. "Take her to the VIP area and keep her there. Soda only or water until Zeke arrives."

Isaac nodded and took Bianca's soda before helping her through the crowd.

When they disappeared, River scoured the floor. In the middle, Ares danced, surrounded by four human females grinding on him and touching him all over.

River's wolf snarled as Ares moved in ways that would have made the Magic Mike dancers envious.

Minutes passed with her anger rising to a level she'd never known. Suddenly, his eyes popped open and trained right on her.

He stopped moving as she descended the steps. She squeezed through the throng of patrons and beelined straight for him. He watched her with the fiery gaze of a predator.

She shoved the first female off him. The girl cried out and stumbled to the ground.

"What do you think you're doing?" asked another female, helping the first off the floor.

The two women advanced on her, but River snarled at them.

"Back off, this one is taken." Every instinct inside her wanted to carve into their faces and gouge out their eyes for daring to admire Ares.

The girls backed into the crowd. River spun around and glared at the other two women, who backed off as well.

Breathing heavily, she trained her gaze on Ares. He didn't move for a moment, but then he reached for her. She swatted his hand away.

His eyes went black, and they continued to stare at each other, fighting for dominance. His aura pulsed around her, pushing her to look away, to submit, but she refused.

Finally, he stepped so close their bodies brushed against each other, and he slipped his bare arm around her hips, pulling her against his bulging erection.

"You're lucky I haven't ripped the heads off every male in this place for them daring to look at you or smell you," he said in her ear.

"And you're lucky I don't chop your hands off for touching those whores," she retorted.

He backed up a pace, but she fisted his T-shirt in her hand and yanked him back to her. "I didn't dismiss you."

He ground his hips into hers. "If it makes you feel any better, I only thought of you."

She leaned in an inch from his lips. "If you're going to lie to me, keep your mouth shut." Then she turned her back to him and pulled his hands to her hips. A rumble escaped him, and he ground into her harder, and she flung her arms around his neck. He bent down and inhaled her, sending shivers over her skin.

River wasn'tsure how long they danced before Ares ushered her off the floor toward the VIP area. All she knew was she should never have gone clubbing in leather, and she never would again. The bustier made her itch, and the skirt clung to her thighs.

Santiago stepped out of the way and let them through.

Ares dragged her through the booths, past where Zeke and Bianca locked lips in a tangle of limbs, to the back of the room where Drew sat on a couch with a leggy brunette.

Drew jumped to his feet and ushered the female from the room.

The moment they reached the back, Ares's mouth clamped down on hers, but she shoved away from him.

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