Chapter 47

The door banged open, startling everyone inside. Through the haze of alcohol clouding my vision, I saw Jason Black stride confidently into the room, his expression darkening as he took in the scene-me standing protectively in front of Sophia, surrounded by four predatory Black Obsidian wolves, nine shots of clear liquor lined up on the table like bullets waiting to be fired.

Thank fucking god someone showed up. Nine more shots would’ve put me in the morgue.

Without hesitation, Jason marched straight to my side. In one fluid motion he snatched the shot glass from my trembling hand and emptied it

onto the floor, the liquor splashing across the expensive carpet.

“A bunch of grown men cornering two women? What kind of pathetic display is this?” His voice was deceptively casual, but the threat

underneath was unmistakable.

The red-haired man who’d been pushing drinks on us straightened, his sneer faltering. “This isn’t your business-