~ISSA
I watched everything.
I was impressed by the way Yulia dispatched those two assholes and I was even more impressed by how calm she had been when our preys revealed themselves. It was hard maintaining a conversation with these random horny women but I knew I had to because I did not want to blow my cover.
I watched the rapist approach Yulia and all my wolf sense heightened up so much that the women recoiled in fear as they felt my powerful aura. They could not understand what was happening but I had somehow changed before their eyes. It was the Lycan effect. One by one, they left me alone as they made up flimsy excuses about using the ladies’ room. I merely nodded as I was left alone.
I saw that the rapist was leading her up the stairs and I followed, making sure to mix with the crowd to conceal myself. I spotted Miles having fun with a bunch of women who were laughing hard at one of his lame jokes and I rolled my eyes. He threw me a wink to let me know that he was aware of what was happening.
I had no idea where Jamal was and I did not really care but I hoped that he would make himself useful when the time came.
I filtered out the noise with my ears and honed in on the conversation taking place upstairs. There were tables directly arranged under the upper floor and I took a seat in one of them to listen.
The rapist was introducing Yulia to his crew members. I probed into Yulia’s mind and saw the men through her eyes. It was easy to enter her mind now without her knowing but there were some things she was still hiding from me.
Sometimes if I probed too hard, her mental wall will rise up in the form of a blinding white light and push me out.
The last time I had done that, she had been sleeping. I was deep in her mind when this hard, solid wall of white light pushed at my mind. My eyes had hurt for hours and I had almost gone blind.
Yulia, despite the fact that we were Mated, was still a mystery.
Seeing these men through Yulia’s eyes filled me with so much rage. The fact that she was even close to them made me want to throw up.
I hated the way The rapist was looking at Yulia. I knew the imaginations going through his mind as he undressed my Mate with his fucking eyes. He was going to lose them tonight. I vowed.
I saw a subtle shift in their demeanour as soon as Yulia said her full name. They knew that she was the one but they wanted to confirm her name first.
The former cop was a bit suspicious of Yulia. I could clearly see through Yulia’s eyes that he was sceptical about how she actually got here. The habits of a cop.
My eyes widened in surprise as Yulia gave him a false back story of her reason to be here. Although she added Marianna’s death which I did not think these men needed to know. But then again, I realized that the story needed to be believable.
One of them, the one called Stones, came down the stairs and walked to the bartender. I exited Yulia’s mind and focused on Stones. I used my wolf sight to zoom in on what he was doing.
“Whiskey on the rocks,” His voice passed through the sounds of the room and travelled to my ears. That was the same drink Yulia had ordered. They had been watching her as she was talking to those two scumbags earlier. They had watched her take them down.
It was subtle but I saw Stones slip a white pill into the Whiskey. I watched closely with my wolf sight as the white pill dissolved. Iran growled as he also saw it too.
‘Not now’ I sent a mental caution. I watched, quietly simmering with anger as Stones took the drink back to his men.
The rapist made a bullshit toast to a new life and something about being on the road. He was trying to make Yulia drink the spiked Whiskey.
I was alarmed when Yulia asked the rapist if spiking her drink was how he got his victims before he raped them. She was blowing her cover! Why?
I wanted to lunge out of my chair when Stones produced a gun from his jacket and pressed it into Yulia’s side. He was the closest to her.
I turned to Miles, who was looking at me, his face had gone serious. He was waiting for my signal. I shook my head at him. Not yet. Yulia was too valuable for them to make her bleed.
They led her down the stairs while Jordan happily and casually talked about raping her and fucking her mouth. I felt Iran begin to surface.
I stood up and followed quietly as they led her outside. Miles also followed them but from a distance. We did not want to make it too obvious that we were unto them.
Stones’ concerned voice came to my ears. “The Client wants her untouched.”
“I am not going to hurt her, I am just going to fuck her, calm down,” The rapist casually said with a happy smile.
‘He has to die!’ Iran growled within me.
“He will,” I vowed as I trailed them silently.
They led her to the back of the bar where it was empty of drunkards and bikers.
The dirty ex-cop had a phone to his ears waiting while the rapist was sniffing Yulia’s hair, twirling it between his fingers.
I walked with purpose towards them but there was no haste in my stride.
Gaines spotted me first.
“Hey!” He yelled, calling the attention of others. “Fuck off!”
“Gentlemen,” I said, stopping a few feet in front of the men and Yulia. “I am where I’m supposed to be.”