you let her in there! She’s mine!” Santa Cruz yelled.
A brown haired man with a muscled physique and glittering green eyes in a gorgeous face, studied me and then Santa Cruz. He bared his teeth at me in a wide grin. “Well, seeing as he put it like that,” he drawled in a southern accent. “Please, little lady, won’t ya come in?” He stood back and gestured with his hand for me to enter.
My heart pounded as I ran past the guard just as Santa Cruz skidded to a halt, or rather, was halted by the guard’s hand slamming into his chest. To my delight, the contact sent Santa staggering back. I doubled over with my hands on my knees, breathing hard, but I managed to gather enough energy to give him the finger. The sexy southerner grinned at me, and then crossed his arms over his chest and barred the door, as did the woman and the other man.
“Seems like she doesn’t want you. So turn your evil ass right around and head back to your own territory, Surfer Boy.”
Santa snarled, his wolf shining out of his eyes. He growled viciously. “Fuck you! How about you step out here, I break your neck, and then take her back anyway? Or you can choose to live and just give her to me.”
The brown haired guard rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck. He snarled, and a blast of power rolled off him. I stepped back. He was definite alpha material. Would he accept Santa’s challenge or hand me back? I readied myself to fight while eyeing the people who were in the hall behind me. The south wing pack studied me with a mixture of suspicion and interest. Fuck, how would I find Drake Alexander amongst all those people? I had no idea what he looked like.
The south wing guard glanced back at me, clearly contemplating his choices. I stepped back, fists at the ready. He smirked at my stance and clear intent to fight. “No need for that, missy.” He glowered at Santa. “She stays. You leave. I won’t fight you, north alpha.” He addressed the other two guards. “Jo! Vinny! He doesn’t get in. Yo!” He beckoned over another squad of six males. “Y’all go back to your own territory now. You ain’t getting in here. This is south wing ground.”
I took a step away from the door and the others closed ranks in front of me.
“You gotta come out some time! And I’ll be waiting, sweetheart!” Santa called out.
“Fuck you!” I yelled between the heads of the south pack guards.
“That’s just what I’m gonna do! Come on out and you’ll see just how I’m gonna fuck you, bitch!”
The stunning green eyed guard contemplated me with a smile. “So? I take it you're the little lady who’s causing so much trouble out in gen pop? You here to talk to Drake?”
I nodded, still getting my breath back. I decided now wasn’t the time to address the sickly sweet endearments, particularly since I didn’t think he was using them to be insulting.
“Can I ask why?” His eyes were still doing that gorgeous twinkling.
I shook my head. “I’d rather talk to him first.”
He smiled and shrugged. “I understand. Follow me then, and let’s go see him.”
I didn’t mind complying with that command, not one bit. The view of his broad shoulders and tight arse as he walked along was fine indeed. People milled around, watching our progress across the hall with curious looks. I ignored them, but kept my senses alert for any kind of attack. I trusted no one.
He glanced back over his shoulder. “You know, they won’t attack you here, not unless Drake commands it.”
“Right.” I kept my tone neutral.
He smirked. “You have real trust issues, don't you?”
I raised my brows and shrugged in response.
He chuckled. We climbed the stairs, and once again I enjoyed the view of his powerful body eating up the steps in front of us.
“Y’know if you keep staring at my ass like that, my pants will burn clean off.”
I grinned. “Now that would be such a damn shame,” I declared as he stopped in front of a cell with a solid door, much like Connor’s.
Grinning widely, he pushed open the metal door and gestured inside. A frisson of sexual energy zipped between us. I held his gaze and inhaled. A mix of musk and body heat teased me making my core clench. Damn, it’s been too long since I got laid.