Page 110 of Under an Endless Moon

“Only if it means my bestie is wearing a smile like that…all while looking like a total fucking knockout.”

Redness flushed Raven’s cheeks. “I look ridiculous.”

“Are you insane? You look hot. Have you seen the guys looking at you?”

Raven couldn’t hold back her furtive peek around the bar.

That was just when a group of three guys came sauntering up. Wearing jeans and their cuts and lecherous grins on their faces.

Anxiety rolled through Raven’s being.

A bottle of tequila dangled from the hand of the guy in the front.

“What do we have here?” He whistled low. “Looks like somethin’ fresh and sweet.”

Haddie kept swaying her hips, and the guy stretched out his hand, gripping it on her waist as he moved around her before he pressed himself to her back, that same hand gliding around to her stomach to hold her against him as he began to move.

Haddie kept moving, too, and she bit down on her bottom lip like she was enjoying it.

There was no shame in it, but Raven didn’t come close toenjoying itwhen one of the other guys did the same to her.

She went rigid, the air heaving from her lungs as he curled an arm around her to bring her flush.

Nausea churned in her stomach, and she blinked, trying to see through the fear that flashed behind her eyes.

No, please, no.

The guy nipped at the lobe of her ear. “Bet you have a delicious pussy.”

Fear ripped through her, and her gaze shot to Haddie, but Haddie was too busy gulping from the bottle the guy had tipped up to her mouth for her to notice. The two of them were writhing, the guy’s free hand riding up the front of her thigh and under her skirt.

“Come on, baby.” That vile voice crooned in Raven’s ear, and panic surged through her body.

She started to shake, and she tried to pull away, only he grabbed her by the wrist. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Leave me alone.” She wondered if there was even any sound to it, the way it wheezed out of her in a gush of desperation.

“Don’t take too well to teases around here,” he snarled as he yanked her back toward him.

She started to yelp, only everything froze when a thunderclap of rage suddenly broke over the mayhem.

“The fuck is goin’ on in here?”

It was a roar, and the music clanked off as all the voices in the bar went silent.

Relief slammed her when she saw Otto stood in the middle of the bar.

She could almost feel what was dripping from him.

The violence that curled his fists into hate.

The man vibrating with an aggression so distinct there wasn’t a soul in the bar immune to it.

The guy behind Raven stepped away, releasing her, and she gulped for the air she hadn’t been able to get into her lungs, bending over like she could hide herself as she stumbled over to Otto.

Blue eyes toiled, torn, and he inhaled a vicious breath when he turned away from her and to Haddie who was still wound with the other guy.

“Otto,” Haddie rasped when she caught sight of her brother glowering in wrath.

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