Chapter 93

It took ten minutes to get the patrons out of the bar and within those ten minutes, Darius arrived. I was sure either Jared or Serena called him, or both and they must have already briefed him because he looked furious already. He walked into the bar and instantly made a beeline for me. His eyes ran over my body to make sure that I was fine. Once he was certain, he lifted his hands to cup my cheeks. “Did he hurt you?” “No,” I assured him and he nodded. His hand dropped from my cheek and he turned to Brandon who was seated at the bar like he owned the place. He had taken a bottle of beer and brought it to his lips. He was either unaware or he didn’t care that he was in a room filled with werewolves who wanted to kill him and there was little to nothing I could do if they decided to act on those actions. “What do you want?” Darius growled as he turned to face Brandon. Brandon simply stared at Darius for a second and placed his bottle down before turning to look at me. “I can see the