Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Aden

I see the blade just in time, whipping up my hand to intercept it.

The blade slips between my fingers and then drags down. my palm, cutting through skin, but just the surface. I'll be practically healed by the time I leave this room,

Growling, I grab Brooklyn's fist and twist, trapping the knife between our palms, wrenching her wrist back so that she feels the bones grind together, my blood slick between our hands.

She cries out, her body bending to follow her wrist, desperate to keep it from snapping. I hold her at my

mercy as she gasps from the pain and looks up at me with wide eyes. My anger turns to mercy in that moment, and I huff out a laugh at the girl.

She's just a frightened little thing. And she knows she's no match for someone like me.

Not gonna lie, though. Her pulling a knife on me? It's got my cock hard as granite.

"Clever girl, carrying a knife," I say. "Too bad you don't know how to use it. But we're not going to do that again, are we, Brooklyn?"

wrist with her other hand, hissing with relief. She looks around on the floor for her knife, but it's still in my hand. Quietly, I

gone to Brooklyn as Davis dragged her across. he floor to the black door of the Champagne

instantly, it meant trouble

I didn't even think-

blindly followed him in there, drawn like a fucking magnet to her. My wolf wouldn't allow

gang connections to exploit his dancers, take their cash, and force them to comply. With moonshard. Though I

way I could take one of the

how quickly I acted to save her, they'll see Brooklyn as a weakness, something they can.

is only one real

Then,

as my second heaves. her over his shoulder in a fireman carry and

she exclaims. And then,

glare at

a whimper. escape her lips. The sound goes straight to my cock,

to sock my second in the face right now, seeing

club.

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