bloody music.” He leaned back in his chair. Unfortunately, the whiskey was having no effect. It would take at least a dozen more shots to even take the edge off.
As of late, Liam found he had little tolerance for anything. He was quick to erupt, making those who knew him, seek to avoid him. He knew what he needed, but he hated the issues that accompanied his preferred activities.
“Liam,” Zoey called from the other side of the door.
“Come in.”
“Liam, I’m sorry to bother you.” She cracked open the door to look in.
“ Then don’t.”
“ Okay.”
” I’m sorry, come in. What do you need? And when is another band going to play? That one is driving me insane.”
Zoey's eyes were wide with worry as she entered, like those of a frightened doe. “There’s a disturbance downstairs among some of your Betas. They’re fighting over a Sensual Witch. It’s about to get ugly. And I’m not sure about the band. I haven’t been paying attention to the performances tonight.”
Liam stood up, and his chair hit the wall behind him with a loud bang. Zoey jumped then backed out into the hallway. He could hear her heart racing from the hallway and her fear infuriated him more. “What the fuck? Why the hell are they fighting over bitches? And don’t act like you’re afraid of me. I’m not going to hurt you.” He growled.
“I know, Liam. But you’re really on edge tonight.” She gave him a wide eyed look. “The witches are all hyped up and sensual as hell. You know how things can get with your unmated male pack members.” Zoey shrugged, cautiously re-entering. “But I’m only the messenger. Collette sent me up to get you.”
“Can’t Collette control things? She’s the all-powerful priestess. Have her cast a spell or something.” Liam stomped out of his office and down the stairs leading to the area for special members only. The alluring scent of sex and magic floated down the hallway. The Sensual Witches exuded potent pheromones which were intoxicating to all exposed to them, even him. He could hear the moans and groans of men and women enjoying themselves mixed with what he recognized as warning growls of disgruntled males on the other side of the door.
He shoved it open and walked in. It banged hard against the wall. For a brief moment, all eyes were on him. The angry growls ceased. Then most resumed their sexual activities as if he was nothing but a small disturbance. Everyone in the room was naked. Two gorgeous women with long hair and supple bodies reached up from the floor to touch his legs as he passed by. He walked around them and the piles of discarded clothes. The large room was crowded, making it hard for him to move without stepping on someone.
The room was dimly lit, candels filling every corner. The witches loved scented candles. And for good reason: the scent further intoxicated the males’ need to fornicate. Many of the witches were on their backs under members of his pack. Even those women already engaged sought to gain his attention. The Sensual Witches were insatiable, and their sex made magic in honor of their Goddesses.
Collette was on the other side of the room on her knees in front of his second in command, Jared. She was, from what he could see, unconcerned with the violence brewing on the other side of the room.
The growls from the men engaged with the witches deepened, turning more aggressive as they were pleasured. One male bared his teeth at the other. These men did not need weapons to have a bloody fight. They were equipped with teeth and claws which could tear an ordinary man to shreds.
“ Give her the fuck back to me,” a blond werewolf hissed as he pulled the voluptuous witch closer to him. “I was screwing the witch first. Wait your fucking turn.” Davis was enraged, his face reddening as it shifted between beast and human. Thom, a young Beta, snarled as he held the object of their dispute on his lap. He was joined with the woman. As was
As of late, Liam found he had little tolerance for anything. He was quick to erupt, making those who knew him, seek to avoid him. He knew what he needed, but he hated the issues that accompanied his preferred activities.
“Liam,” Zoey called from the other side of the door.
“Come in.”
“Liam, I’m sorry to bother you.” She cracked open the door to look in.
“ Then don’t.”
“ Okay.”
” I’m sorry, come in. What do you need? And when is another band going to play? That one is driving me insane.”
Zoey's eyes were wide with worry as she entered, like those of a frightened doe. “There’s a disturbance downstairs among some of your Betas. They’re fighting over a Sensual Witch. It’s about to get ugly. And I’m not sure about the band. I haven’t been paying attention to the performances tonight.”
Liam stood up, and his chair hit the wall behind him with a loud bang. Zoey jumped then backed out into the hallway. He could hear her heart racing from the hallway and her fear infuriated him more. “What the fuck? Why the hell are they fighting over bitches? And don’t act like you’re afraid of me. I’m not going to hurt you.” He growled.
“I know, Liam. But you’re really on edge tonight.” She gave him a wide eyed look. “The witches are all hyped up and sensual as hell. You know how things can get with your unmated male pack members.” Zoey shrugged, cautiously re-entering. “But I’m only the messenger. Collette sent me up to get you.”
“Can’t Collette control things? She’s the all-powerful priestess. Have her cast a spell or something.” Liam stomped out of his office and down the stairs leading to the area for special members only. The alluring scent of sex and magic floated down the hallway. The Sensual Witches exuded potent pheromones which were intoxicating to all exposed to them, even him. He could hear the moans and groans of men and women enjoying themselves mixed with what he recognized as warning growls of disgruntled males on the other side of the door.
He shoved it open and walked in. It banged hard against the wall. For a brief moment, all eyes were on him. The angry growls ceased. Then most resumed their sexual activities as if he was nothing but a small disturbance. Everyone in the room was naked. Two gorgeous women with long hair and supple bodies reached up from the floor to touch his legs as he passed by. He walked around them and the piles of discarded clothes. The large room was crowded, making it hard for him to move without stepping on someone.
The room was dimly lit, candels filling every corner. The witches loved scented candles. And for good reason: the scent further intoxicated the males’ need to fornicate. Many of the witches were on their backs under members of his pack. Even those women already engaged sought to gain his attention. The Sensual Witches were insatiable, and their sex made magic in honor of their Goddesses.
Collette was on the other side of the room on her knees in front of his second in command, Jared. She was, from what he could see, unconcerned with the violence brewing on the other side of the room.
The growls from the men engaged with the witches deepened, turning more aggressive as they were pleasured. One male bared his teeth at the other. These men did not need weapons to have a bloody fight. They were equipped with teeth and claws which could tear an ordinary man to shreds.
“ Give her the fuck back to me,” a blond werewolf hissed as he pulled the voluptuous witch closer to him. “I was screwing the witch first. Wait your fucking turn.” Davis was enraged, his face reddening as it shifted between beast and human. Thom, a young Beta, snarled as he held the object of their dispute on his lap. He was joined with the woman. As was