Chloe hesitated for a moment, then kissed him back. Maybe it was the spiked drinks, maybe it was something else, but it felt good. His lips trailed down to her neck, and she let out a soft gasp. Arran seemed to lose control, bit her, before pulling her roughly against him. But as soon as he tasted her, he froze, his eyes clouded and wild. His grip tightened as she tried to pull away.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Arran, please…”
Suddenly, Hunter’s arms yanked her away. She stumbled into his chest.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing, Arran?” Hunter growled, his eyes blazing.
“Give her back, Hunter,” Arran demanded, his gaze locked on Chloe.
“Not a chance,” Hunter shot back, shoving him as Callum and Isabella arrived.
“Brother, what have you done?” Callum asked, his voice tense.
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