The trouble started during her private dance.
I felt it before I heard it — a spike of irritation through the bond, followed by something sharper. Not fear, exactly. Annoyance. The kind that came with a side of I'm about to hurt someone.
I was moving before I consciously decided to, weaving through the crowd toward the private rooms. The other bouncers knew to give me space when it came to Elowen — she was mine, and everyone in the club understood that by now.
I reached the door just as it swung open.
Elowen stepped out, completely composed, straightening her top like nothing had happened. Behind her, a man stumbled out clutching his face, blood streaming between his fingers.
"You broke my f*****g nose!" he howled.
"You grabbed my pussy." Her voice was ice cold. "Be grateful I didn't
