Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 0258

Lottie POV

As my eyes met Adam's, I felt my body shrink, seeing his eyes were filled with anger and distress, and I knew it was because he was pained by the sight of me reduced to this 'state', struggling on the floor amidst the chaos. That he liked to remark was beneath 'us'. "You are bleeding," Adam seethed, his gaze shifting from my knees to Havoc.

"Shit." I muttered seeing Adam's eyes cast in a crazed rage.

"Char, you need to help." Sage warned as the seriousness of the situation dawned on me: All hell was about to break loose.

"No." I whispered, panicked, frantically looking for Chase as I tried to find the words to explain that it wasn't Havoc's fault.

"Adam.. It's not what you think.." I started to say, but he pinned me with a stare that had ice settling at the base of my spine and my words evaporating from my throat.

"It never is," he scoffed before turning his attention back to Knox's dangerous wolf. "Happy now? Now you have brought her down to the gutter with you?" Adam roared, his tone riddled with contempt.

"Adam." Chase snapped from beside me, but it was too late; his words stung, and my heart sank as the embarrassment of everyone hearing this accusation added to my distress.

his eyes frantically looking for something. "So how about we calm our tits, bro, or we are all mincemeat" I heard Chase warn as he stepped closer to Adam while nodding for someone to approach, his hands raised in a calming gesture, his expression

in to help. Although, if I was honest, it seemed he was always there to save the damn day: one way or another. Chase's eyes shot to mine; his brows lifted in a playful challenge that quickly vanished when an almighty roar bounced through the air, reminding him of

sleep," Chase offered to Havoc, who

as he moved closer to

you're right, you're not. You're nothing." Adam seethed, his words catching Havoc off guard; I noted seeing Knox's eyes that shone with Havoc's presence fill with anger. A roar exploded from Knox's

It had been months since I had seen Havoc in all his glory, and I had forgotten what a scary fucker he was. "Slightly melodramatic." Sage muttered, but I could hear the fear in her tone. I knew that I wasn't far off, no matter how dramatic my thoughts may have

fucking dangerous as one, and that was my damn point." I spluttered before I felt myself hurtled backwards at an alarming rate. I realised too late to right myself and

that was fucking helpful right now. Havoc's transformation was swift and terrifying, his body expanding, fur bristling with the raw power of his supernatural form. Reminding us that he was indeed a hellhound, his presence dominating and fearsome, a creature

smaller than Havoc's black beast but just as problematic. His

in the bar was thick with fear, the tension palpable as chaos erupted. Screams echoed around the room, the sound of glass shattering and furniture breaking added to

one I wasn't sure Adam would succeed against. My throat stuck together from dread and regret at not knowing Adam better because this very well might be the battle that proved

The normally peaceful

establishment, known as a

had transformed into a battleground.

factions seized the opportunity

old scores,