arm and grunted out through the pain, “We have to leave.”
The guard seemed to agree because he let Hope go and pushed her down the hallway. It didn’t look as though he pushed too hard, but Hope slid across the floor a good fifteen feet. Another pain ripped through Gena.
By the time she reached Hope, the woman was standing and walking next to Gena. “What happened?” she asked.
Gena just shook her head and stumbled her way through the crowd until she reached the blissfully cool air outside the club. She took in deep gulps of it and felt the pain finally start to subside. “Are you okay?” asked Hope. “What happened back there?” Gena could hear genuine concern in her voice.
“I should have never brought you here,” continued Hope. “It was way too dangerous. Especially after that jackass back there.”
Gena lifted her head up and started to reassure Hope, but stopped abruptly. Across the street stood Ryan Stone, and he stared right at her. Gena jerked her face away quickly and looked at Hope.
“Um...” Her heart was still imitating a jackhammer in her chest and she could feel the remnants of pain so similar to the feeling of being stabbed in the stomach.
The pain reminded her just how dangerous Ryan was, and he was watching her and Hope at this very moment. She couldn’t let him hurt Hope. Not after all she’d done for Gena. “I need to be alone,” she told Hope.
“I can’t do that,” said Hope.
“Just go!” shouted Gena. “I have been through a lot of shit in the past twenty-four hours and I need some time to think! I can’t do that with you.” The words sounded mean, but Gena needed to get Hope away from her. She was dangerous, and Hope had already risked too much to help her.
“Gena—”
“I promise I will be back at your apartment soon. I just need a little bit of time,” Gena begged.
She could see that Hope wanted to argue, but she eventually nodded her head. “You have until dawn to get your head on straight, but if you are not back by then, I’m going to kill you all over again,” she said.
Gena just nodded and watched her go. She immediately turned and walked in the opposite direction. She didn’t look to see whether Ryan was following her. She already knew he was.
CHAPTER SIX
Marcus watched the two women walk away from each other. What the hell was going on?
He watched the taller one for a moment, but followed the one he was truly interested in. The girl had stumbled into Vlad’s meeting room like a lamb to the slaughter. He had been fully ready to throw her out before she got herself killed, but then she’d bent over as if in great pain and run away on her own.
He was a predator by nature. He couldn’t just watch her run away. So he gave chase.
In all honesty, he couldn’t stand another minute in that room. He’d been coming there every night for the past two weeks, waiting for any mention of negative feelings toward the king, but he hadn’t heard a word yet. Vlad wasn’t on friendly terms with Aleksander, so if there was any place for traitors to be, it would be at Fang.
He just needed a whole weekend to disappear into the mountains. He’d spend from sundown to sunup running through the forests and embracing his inner beast. Instead, he felt like a prisoner in a shared cell with Vlad and his men. He could use a distraction, and this lamb was the perfect one.
She’d been a cute little thing behind the clothes and makeup. Her form had been shown to its best advantage in the tight-fitting outfit, and her breasts were just begging to be released from the top held together with all those strings.
His mouth watered at how she might taste. One small tug would probably be all that top would need to fall right to the ground. He quickened his step and searched the air for her scent.
As he followed her path, he noticed that he wasn’t the only one trailing the lamb. A human was about twenty paces ahead of him. The man made