“Sit,” Jaxson growled, naked menace in his tone. His power caught me by
surprise, and I obeyed instantly, even though the order hadn’t been for me.
The Viper resisted for a fraction of a second before following suit.
Jaxson jabbed a claw into the table. “You helped Ulan Kahanov escape.
He’s been fucking with my pack, and we need to ask you a few questions
about him.”
She sneered with obvious distaste. “Never heard of him.”
I leaned forward and gave her my best fellow girl in trouble look. “Please.
He’s a sick freak, and he’s turned my life into a living hell. Tell us what you
know.”
The Viper shot daggers at me with her stare. “No.”
Jaxson’s eyes flashed gold, and he loomed over the table. “I’ll be frank. If
you don’t tell us, you’ll have to slither out of here on your belly.”
The scent of her rising fear filled the air. Good. She’d opened Pandora’s
box helping Kahanov escape. She could sweat.
She leaned forward and pitched her voice low. “Look, I can’t talk here.
I’d lose my reputation.” She reached in her jacket and pulled out a business
card, then placed it on the table and slid it across the table to Jaxson.
He picked it up.
The moment he touched it, a burst of static electricity made my hair stand
on end, and then a shock blasted him backward. The tables and chairs behind
us crashed to the floor, along with his body.
I leapt back and shouted in surprise as the Viper darted toward the rear. I
dropped to Jaxson’s side. “Holy shit, are you okay?”
His eyes were wide, and he wasn’t moving. “Get her!” he slurred through
clenched teeth.
Other patrons gathered around. I stood, but he didn’t move a muscle to
follow. “Go!” he hissed.
I scrambled after the Viper, who’d headed for the bathrooms at the back.
The men’s was empty, but the ladies’ was locked. There wasn’t anywhere