Reality Vs Expectation

“ Are you out of your freaking drunk mind?” Alana snapped, anger blazing in her eyes. “Who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to touch me, kiss me like I’m some prize?”

Kayden’s voice rumbled low, dark with possession. “ I don't care, you re mine, my mate. Slap me again...…Slap me all you want that won't change the fact that you're mine," he defied her in his deep husky voice.

“ I'm a stripper not an object for you to claim however you like."

Everyone around was reeling from shock, Zaide gave Zayne a signal and said, "C'mon guyssssss its part of the final act you know how Le Sinsation love to shake things up." The drunk people nodded and laughed like mad men as they applauded the supposed act.

But Zaide and Zayne were aware it wasn't an act at all and needed to get Kayden down from the stage.

Another drunken man stumbled onto the stage, his laughter slurred and unsettling. His glassy eyes roamed over Alana like she was a piece of meat ready to be devoured, making Kayden's wolf snarl in fury.

“ I want to be part of the act too," the man grinned, his breath reeking of cheap whiskey as he reached out toward Alana.

“ Back off,” Kayden growled pushing Alana to his side, but she was defiant and stepped away from his block.

“ Little boy can’t you see that she doesn’t want you huh? She needs a real man like me…a man who can give her more than just a kiss.”

Then he turned to Alana and grinned,“ Come to daddy baby girl and be a good slut, I’ll make your night unforgettable and blow your brains with more than just a kiss.”

Kayden’s anger flared , you could see it from the veins bulging on his temples. He felt the urge to rip out his throat and make him stop yapping rubbish.

But instead he decided to stay calm and give him a warning, “Didn’t you get me when I said back off. I don’t care how drunk or stupid you are,look at her like that again, speak to her like that again, and you’ll find out just how fast I can end you. She’s not for you, she’s not for anyone else, she’s mine and I don’t share..”

“Do I look like a care for your shares ?,” he cut him off, his gaze slid over her body with cruel appraisal.

“ Just look at her she was built for me, those legs were made to be spread by me and that mouth ? Yeah , it was made to moan my name and stick around my cock. Stop pretending you don’t want me, I can tear that little act of yours in seconds and make you beg for me. ”

He took steps closer towards Alana, reaching for her .

But before his filthy fingers could touch her, Kayden's hand shot out, gripping the man's wrist in a bone, crushing hold. A dangerous growl rumbled from deep within his chest…as he pushed his hand away, another warning, primal and deadly.

The man, either too stupid or too drunk to sense the danger, grinned wider.

“ Oh c'mon, you can’t have that sexy slut to yourself. It’s clear you can’t give her what she wants. If it makes you happy we can take turns, I'm sure a threesome wouldn't hurt."

Kayden’s blood boiled as he watched the sleazy Alpha lick his cracked lips, eyes shamelessly crawling all over Alana’s body like she was something to devour. Every lewd word, every mocking laugh made Kayden's wolf snarl louder in his head, clawing to be let out.

“I warned you,” Kayden said, voice low and razor-sharp. “Walk away. Now!”

The man scoffed, slurring through a smug grin. “Or what? You’ll cry about your little stripper sweetheart?”

Wrong answer.

Kayden moved fast, lightning fast. In one vicious motion, he grabbed the man’s wrist again mid…reach. Bones cracked loudly under his grip, making the Alpha yelp in pain. But Kayden wasn’t finished. His other hand coiled into a fist and crashed into the guy’s face with brutal force. A disgusting crack echoed through the club as blood burst from the man’s nose.

The Alpha staggered back, stunned, but Kayden followed.

"KAYDEN STOP!” his delta and Beta chorused through shrieks and screams that came from the crowd. The man groaned, his face bloody and contorted in pain. The sharp scent of alcohol mixed with iron filled the air.

He hit him again.

And again.

The second punch split the man’s lip, the third drove into his gut, sending him reeling. Kayden grabbed the front of his shirt, lifted him off the ground like he weighed nothing, and slammed him onto the nearest table. Wood splintered, glass shattered, bottles and cups crashed to the floor, mixing with the man’s groans and the roar of the stunned crowd.

Some drunk idiots cheered, thinking it was part of the act. Others screamed and scattered.

Kayden stood over the broken Alpha, chest heaving, fists clenched, every muscle in his body vibrating with fury.

He could’ve killed him.

But instead, he gritted his teeth, leaned in close, and growled, “Touch her again, look at her again, and I swear to the Moon Goddess, no one will ever find your body.”

Alana's panicked voice cut through the chaos. "Security! Security!"

"You asshole you scared her," his wolf cussed at him.

"Scared her? I was just trying to protect her didn't you see how he looked at our mate?"

Security came in flooding the room like ants.

Each one ready to take him out but he resisted their orders.

"I'm not leaving this place without my mate," he protested. Zayne and Zaide tried their best to convince him to leave but he was persistent in not leaving anywhere without Alana.

Security lashed in left right and center all trying to contain him but he was too strong for them. Zaide and Zayne grabbed his arms, desperately trying to pull him back. "Kay, don't do this! You're making it worse!"

But Kayden barely heard them, his chest heaved, his eyes wild,dark and feral. His mind wasn’t with them anymore, it was locked onto one thing.

Alana.

His gaze darted through the crowd, searching.

And then…..

His heart stopped.

His wolf went completely silent.

Because what he saw made his blood run cold.

Kayden’s eyes scanned the stage, but she wasn’t there anymore, Alan was gone . It was as if she had vanished into thin air, disappeared without a trace.

His heart hammered in his chest, panic rising as he searched desperately. He was too drive by anger he couldn’t even sneak a peek to see where she had gone. Before he could move, strong hands grabbed him, hauling him away from the chaos.

“Kayden, stop! You’re causing too much trouble,” Zaide barked, gripping his arm tightly.

“Let me go! I have to find her!” Kayden struggled, his voice desperate, eyes wild.

Zayne stepped in, holding his other arm. “We need to get out of here before this gets worse.”

Despite his fierce resistance, they finally managed to pull him away from the club’s blazing lights and roaring crowd. Kayden’s gaze lingered on the empty stage, haunted by the silence where Alana should have been.

His heart pounded with a single burning question: Where had she gone?