Twilight Hunter by Kait Ballenger

Author:Kait Ballenger [Ballenger, Kait]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

JACE AND DAVID stepped into K9’s, trailing behind Frankie. The deep red carpet squished underneath Jace’s massive leather boots, and the floor vibrated with the beat of the music. The medium-size circular room was filled with private booths surrounded by matching red drapery to obscure the view for more exclusive meetings. A slender woman with manufactured globes attached to her chest danced on a pole in the center. She slapped her thigh and slid her ass up the metal rod as she gyrated to the music. Her bleached-blond hair flipped like she was riding a wild bronco. Jace couldn’t have been more turned off.

He scanned the room, his eyes moving from face to face. Goose bumps crawled up his skin, and the hair on the back of his neck stood on end. He didn’t need to be a hunter to know that he was in a room full of animals.

He followed Frankie farther into the club, with David hobbling behind them with his crutch. Jace’s eyes widened as they moved deeper into the room, taking them closer to the stripper. From near the door, the ceiling looked normal, but standing in the middle of the building, he stared up at tier upon tier of seats, every floor thumping to the same stupid dance music. Didn’t anyone listen to AC/DC anymore?

His attention snapped back into the here and now as Frankie came to a sudden halt. A muscled male werewolf was rushing toward her, talking at a hundred miles an hour. A low growl rumbled in Jace’s throat. David grabbed him by the back of his shirt and pulled him back until they were out of hearing distance, courtesy of the loud music.

“Stay cool,” David mumbled. “Do you want to get us kicked out?”

Jace whipped around and half snarled into David’s ear, “That’s her boyfriend.”

David raised a single brow. “Her boyfriend?”

Jace ground his teeth together, fighting back a serious bout of jealously. Why the hell did he care? He shouldn’t be so hung up on her.

“Jace—”

David and Jace’s conversation skidded to an abrupt halt at the sound of one loud, pissed-off female.

“No!” Frankie yelled. She ripped her wrist away from the newcomer. “You’re not my keeper, Alejandro. I’m your packmaster. Alpha or not, you don’t have any authority.” She started to march away from him but stopped mid-step. “Tell the DJ to turn off the music.”

The bastard didn’t move.

“Now,” she growled.

Without another word, she climbed onto the stripper’s platform. The stripper sauntered over to her and leaned forward, ready to play up some girl-on-girl action.

Frankie glared at her and crossed her arms over her chest. “Move.”

The music stopped, filling the club with an awkward silence. A male voice with a thick Spanish accent boomed through the room.

“At this time, we’d like to request that all non-pack members leave the building. That means everyone but the pack members. Thank you.”

A collective rustle spread through the club as a few people gravitated toward the exits. Jace’s ragged breath slowed to an even pace before David released him.

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