release her had been a sign of weakness to them, and they were simply acting upon it.
Jake sighed, waiting for the response he knew was coming.
"Why, no, I don't think I will little man." Baldy sneered at him even as he reached a hand out to casually grab Harpers rear, much to her drunken delight.
Jake saw red, advancing a step towards the bigger man. The comment he could have excused, the clear challenge to his persona he could have ignored. But the flat-out declaration that he considered Harper his property, which he had made in the most pathetic way possible, was inexcusable.
"What's going on here?" That was the two bouncers, finally having arrived from their posts near the door. Jake ignored them, stepping closer to Baldy, so as to have a word with him.
"You shouldn't treat a woman like that. She isn't a piece of property, least of all yours. So I'll say it one more time. Let. Her. Go."
He emphasized each word with a poke of his finger to the chest. His attacker was thoroughly angry now, reaching forward to grab Jakes collar, letting go of Harper in the process.
"Listen here you little shit, nobody comes into my house and tells me what to do. Least of all you and your pack of mangy mongrels. Now get out before I - ooof!"
Jake's fist connected solidly into his solar plexus, doubling him over before he drove his shoulder up into the jaw, which snapped shut audibly as the man sagged to the floor. He emitted a low groan into the silence that followed. It had all happened so quickly none of the other men or bouncers had had a chance to react.
"I'll be leaving peacefully, it's okay," he said to the security staff, holding his hands out wide to show that he meant it.
Jake was angry. That shouldn't have happened, he shouldn't have lost his cool and hit the other man, even if he deserved it. Angrily he looked around the room for Harper, determined to ensure she arrived home safely. The only clue to her whereabouts, however, was the slowly closing exit door.
"Harper!" He cried, making a mad rush for the door. The bouncers began to chase after him until they realized he was heading for the exit, with his friends hot on his heels.
Outside, he looked around, but she was nowhere to be found. He inhaled deeply, letting his wolf taste the air for her scent. The smell of soot and ash overwhelmed everything, preventing him from being able to follow her. On a whim, he dashed off to the right, heading for the nearby intersection.
As he rounded the corner, he slid to a stop. Harper was on the far side of the street, just getting into one of the few cabs that plied the streets of Moonshine Canyon. He sighed with relief, hoping that she was simply headed home. There wasn't much more he could do now, so he had to pray for the best.
"So what do we do next?"
"Find some forest, go for a run and get some sleep."
The others all crowed their excitement. It had been awhile since they had let their wolves run free, and now, with nowhere to stay after their lodgings had burned to the ground, they would be staying out under the moon. Jake had to admit, it had a certain appeal to it.
In the morning he would begin his hunt for his mate.
***
Harper
"Ow."
Wincing, Harper squeezed her eyes shut and vowed never to talk again. She would be blind and a mute for the rest of her life if it meant not having to experience the pain that was shooting through her head even now. The night before seemed blurry in her eyes, but the hangover was definitely crystal clear.
Trying to go back to sleep had never worked before in the past, and didn't seem likely to work today either. So, a shower, coffee, painkillers and a greasy breakfast seemed to be in order instead.
Dreading what would happen, she opened her eyes slowly, just enough to show her the way to the shower. As the warm water began to cascade down over her body, a small semblance of life began to return to her. It wasn't much, but enough to keep her pressing on, even opening
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