“You aren’t going to prison, Selena,” Xylo murmured.
“No? Then why does it feel like it?”
Chapter Twenty-Seven Selena
Booming music, bright flashing lights, and a swirl of unknown scents assaulted me as Kaede’s sisters led me through the first floor of the dance club. The place was packed, everyone dancing and rubbing against each other, having a good time.
A male Caurig with two female Euvrels tucked under his wings, one wrapped in each arm, walked past on their way to the busy bar. We pushed past a pair of female Weru as they enjoyed being the center of attention of the horde of male Weru around them. They were dancing against each other, smiles on their faces while the males watched them with a fierce hunger.
I stopped in my tracks, studying the group. Others pressed against my back, my cloak getting snagged on them as they passed around me.
My nestmates never looked at me like that.
A sharp smack stroked my ass cheek, followed by a tight squeeze.
“If you are looking for a good time, I can give you a night to remember. You will beg me for more once I am done,” a rough voice purred into my ear. He breathed in deeply, sending a shiver down my spine.
Time stopped as flashes of the past merged with the present.
Sounds muted. Vision blurred as the busy lights of the club turned into a familiar, damaged ship.
“Looks like I got myself a little pleasure toy to enjoy during my escape.”
I covered my gaping mouth and winced as the remembrance of the pain flashed through me.
An arm wrapped around my waist as his gripped hand was forcibly ripped from my body.
I closed my eyes, shaking my head, snapping myself back to the present.
“It’s okay, Selena,” Kaica whispered. She gently pulled my side against hers and rubbed her hand up and down my arm soothingly.
“Didn’t I tell you to leave my sisters alone?” B growled.
I turned around to see what was happening.
B had my assailant by his bulge, her nails penetrating his black pants from her vice-like grip. The offending male kept trying to move to either attack or free himself, but she effortlessly dodged and swayed with his movements, squeezing tighter each time.
“If you are looking for a good time, perhaps I can help you. Lucky for you, I like it rough,” B chuckled, squeezing him tighter as he gasped.
“Please. Stop,” he begged. “I didn’t know she was one of yours.” The dark hooded male raised his scaled brown hands, their black claws twinkling in the club’s lights as they passed over us.
“She is one of us. Leave her be if you want to keep your small junk.” B released his shrunken bulge and stepped closer to him, drawing her midnight blade as she stared him down. She pressed the blade to his inner leg and growled, “Next time you mess with one of my sisters, I will cut off your pathetic excuse of a cock and feed it to you before slitting your throat. Understand?”
“Y-y-yes,” he whimpered as he stepped back. He glanced at me for a brief moment before scrambling backwards into the crowd. I watched him until he was lost in the crowded darkness.
“Selena. Are you okay?” Odelm asked urgently.
“I am fine, Odelm.” I sighed. I pulled all four of my nestmates bond threads together, adding the others to our conversation before they all tried to contact me about my extreme reaction. “A random stranger grabbed me unexpectedly. B took care of him. I will stay with them from now on.”
“I know they told us we shouldn’t worry about you… that you would be taken care of and protected,” Xylo mentioned hesitatingly.
“But they are worried… trying hard to shield you tonight. They are not used to ignoring any loud thoughts and strong feelings you may produce—at least not like us,” Z’fir explained.
B stepped in front of me and grabbed my shoulders.
“You have nothing to worry about. Your nestmates need to allow you a night to yourself. You escaped your prison, where they kept you away from others, only to surround yourself with males.” She squeezed my shoulders, smiling gently. “Tell them you won’t leave my side. They can focus on preparing for the meetings they have tomorrow.” She released her grip and pulled my hood farther over my head. “If someone gives you trouble, I will kill them and ask questions later.”
“How can you ask them questions when they are dead?” I asked, confused.
“Exactly. They should know better than to fuck with us,” she chuckled. “If we don’t do it, Kaede will. He is the one with the reputation.”
She stepped away as the others surrounded me, giving me worried looks as
