Chapter One Hundred and Ten. Fear.
Before Ronnie’s scream of help over their mind-link reached Hamish, he was already grabbing the long greasy hair of one of her potential kidnappers, throwing him with such force that he hit off the ceiling, smashing the flashing disco ball, before crashing to the floor. Becca was on him before the rogue had a chance to process what was happening. Pain like he had never felt before consumed his body, as he spat blood out of his mouth, just before the Queen of Scandinavia’s fist knocked four of his teeth out.
Ronnie vigorously twisted herself, freeing her body from the second rogues grip, before stomping down as hard as she could with her four-inch heal, piercing the rogues foot. Hamish grabbed hold of one of the arms that dared to touch his mate, stret
