Duncan hated sanguines, they were cocky sons of bitches who thought the shifter sect owed them something. The hate was mutual. Both sanguines and lykosians would love nothing but to wipe each other off the face of the earth.
“Are we going to stand here all night or take this somewhere else?” Duncan asked pulling his hand away.
“Straight to the point I see.” Harrison nodded. “Follow me.”
They walked up the stairs and Duncan was able to look down and see the entire club. It was decorated in crimson red and gold with black trim. At a quick glance, it looked like a normal club, people dancing, drinking, and talking if he ignored the sanguines feeding off their willing human prey.Hopefully they’re willing.Sanguines are known to be manipulative and had no problem skirting the rules to fit their agenda.
“Beautiful sight, isn’t it?” Duncan did not answer Harrison, who was standing beside him. “It’s been a while since I brought him here. I think the last time was before he started working for you.”
Duncan knew what the bastard was trying to do, and he was not going to fall for it.
“He doesn’t know this, but he’s a member of this coven and everyone would give their life to protect him.”
Duncan growled under his breath, he was trying to hold in his anger.How dare this whelp try to intimidate me?He was there because of his pack. He needed to protect his people. And that included his mate.
“It bothers you, doesn’t it?” Duncan asked.
“What does?”
“That’s he’s my mate and not yours?” Duncan asked, hating himself for stooping to the blood sucker’s taunts. He also didn’t miss the shock on the other man’s face. But he erased it before Duncan could enjoy rubbing it in Harrison’s face. “He’s not yours to protect anymore, he’s mine.”
“Don’t hurt him, Alpha Pryde, or you will have me to deal with,” Harrison said, staring Duncan down for a few minutes.
Duncan would have laughed at the second threat coming from the blood sucker. “Shouldn’t I be telling you that, since he has no idea about you? And you probably knew about his heritage this entire time.”
“You’re much smarter than I gave you credit for.”
“So glad I meet your approval,” Duncan said rolling his eyes. “I’m not here for you, Harrison. I couldn't care less what happens to your coven. But in the end, it’s going to affect my mate once he finds out who you are, and that’s why I’m here.” The words “kiss my ass and die for all I care” were left unsaid but implied.
“Touché, Alpha Pryde.” The cocky bastard smirked again. All Duncan could think was punching the fucker and wiping the smirk off his face.
“Then let’s get down to the reason why we came here. I would like to get home to my mate,” Duncan told him. He wanted to get the hell out of the gaudy-ass club.
“It seems we are both under attack by an unseen force,” Harrison said.
“Tell me what you know,” Duncan told him.
“Just the same as you. A couple of months ago one of my trusted coven members went missing. He was prone to go days without staying in contact with me, but after three weeks and I didn't hear from him, I knew something was wrong.”
“How many of your people have you lost so far?”
“Six teenagers and two of my enforcers,” Harrison told him.
“How are they getting the drugs in here without you noticing?” Ryland asked.
“Through our blood donors.”
“Shit,” Duncan said, leaning back in his chair.
“As far as I can tell they've been watching us for months, paying attention to who comes and goes in all the clubs I own.”
“They were tracking your patterns?”
“Yes,” Harrison answered. “We've changed things up a bit since then, but we are not foolish to think they won't figure things out. It appears things have slowed down for now. But we need to find out who is doing this.”
“I think the hunters are behind this or another sect working with the hunters,” Duncan told him.
“How do you know this?” Harrison asked, sitting forward in his chair. “All of my contacts told me the hunters have no knowledge of what's going on. I think one of us is being lied to, Alpha Pryde.”
