Chapter 86

Chapter 86

Aden

Something has to be done.

This is all I think about as I climb out of the second of three SUVs that have brought me and my captains to this meeting with Remington.

I've shown up in force today, intent on sending a very strong message.

I'm done with him thinking he can even attempt to push me around. And, if it comes down to it, my crew is ready for my signal.

Climbing the few steps into the strip club, I remember the last time I was here.

When I had followed Brooklyn into the Champagne Room, saw that pig of a man pressing her up against the cocktail table, ready to do as he pleased with her.

That moment had set my blood on fire, set my wolf on the brink of rampage.

I wondered, if I could go back in time, would I do it all again, knowing where had led me?

But I also knew I never had a choice in the matter.

I thought I was helping a pretty young girl who didn't deserve to be wrapped up in Dean's particular brand of sexual depravity.

But I'd acted on pure instinct that night, my wolf pushing me to her, like it always did when I was near here.

Now, as soon as we enter through the front doors, we head directly for the back of the club, ignoring the pounding music and the dancers lighting up the stage.

Instead, my crew work their way towards a back door where one of my security detail is already waiting. The security agent gives me a nod, letting us know all is well, so we push through the door.

Remington is there, waiting, as I knew he would be. I delayed deliberately, wanting him to be impatient and off his guard.

"Kenwood," Remington says, tapping his fingers against the low coffee table set in front of him that has a spread of food and drinks already laid upon it.

nicest they have.

his own small crew-certainly fewer than my numbers. They look around anxiously as my people continue to

versus his. My wolves whining for the chance

Remington. Letting him know precisely his place in the relationship. He might be the official Alpha of the two of us, but he holds

a little, knowing

on here, my increased forces, late arrival, and condescending manner. And he

leaning back on his chair and pretending a casual attitude he doesn't actually

pulled me out to this rat's den in the middle of the day. What is it you

to know what you're playing at," I say carefully, sitting down and leaning forward so an elbow

like this, subtle messages have

up on each other's signals far

lie. Behaviors and

want to know why you're hosting parties at which your daughter is having intimate

"Intimate chats." Remington laughs

to play it

set

ended up sitting next to each other, by chance. These young attractive people-you

other."

at Remington, letting

back against his seat. "She's a beautiful girl, my Brooklyn. Young men want to

possessiveness in Remington's sentence. His Brooklyn, which gets under my skin. But I

a growl down

Colsen

leaning farther forward and putting on the pressure. "The last

you told me that he

at that party you threw to

the evidence was pointing towards him. Assured me, in no

thought to share that information with me?" I ask,

taking a chicken wing from a platter on the table. He takes a nibble of

he wanted to tell you himself. Assure you in the same

my hackles

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