Ava's Mate(8)

Logan frowned, straightening up and turning to see Kane, Rane, Griffin, and Jamie. He thought it was Jamie who’d made the comment, but what the hell was he going on about?

Rane, his sister’s mate, was giving Logan a look that if he was a weaker man, he would have pissed his pants and fled. Crap! What had he done now? He racked his brain thinking of his last conversation with his sister. Nope, nothing. Logan looked at his brother for help. Hayden currently wore a shit-eating grin.

Jamie came over and patted Logan on the back. “I don’t know if you’re the luckiest bastard in the world, or the unluckiest. All I will say is good luck.” Jamie pointed to two men behind him. “Yo. You two are with me tonight. Move your arse. The others are waiting in the van for you.”

Rane growled. “Come on, Browns, you’re both with me tonight, so no more bitching or fighting or I’ll put you on babysitting duty for two months.”

Logan groaned as he followed his brother and Rane out of the compound to the van where four werewolves were sitting. Tristan, Luke, Daniel, and Duke who introduced himself as he was the only one he didn’t recognize or know. Logan had worked with the others a couple of times before, they were the craziest. He’d never worked with all the men together.

Logan looked to Rane. “Where are we heading?”

Rane grinned at him and it made him shiver, taking an involuntary step back. Rane was fucking scary. “Since we don’t have the girls tonight, we’re going to do the restaurants, back alley nightclubs, and bars.” His grin, if possible, got bigger, showing his sharp, lengthened canines. “I hope you weren’t wanting an early night, because tonight’s going to be busy.”

All the werewolves laughed. Logan inwardly groaned. So much for finishing early so he could get laid, or try to. He shrugged and hoped they did in fact have a busy night after all. He might be able to sleep then.

* * * *

Heads turned as they walked into the nightclub. The music was blaring, and Ava, Faith, Stacy, Lexie, Sara, Erin, Amie, Kirby, and Sandra all headed straight for the dance floor. A David Guetta song came on, and they all smiled.

Ava was having a ball, the most fun she’d had since her sister had left. They’d had the best night so far, and it was only one AM. They’d gone to an all-you-can-eat restaurant then chatted at a bar. Girls’ night out needed to become a weekend thing. It was nice to have people close to her age to socialize with. She never really needed anyone else besides Eve, she supposed being a twin had stopped her from making friends her own age.

She smiled as Faith shimmied and spun around, laughing. Ava had been friends with Faith as a child, but Faith always hung out more with Jamie or Kane whenever they were around. With Eve and her little sisters, Ava hadn’t felt she needed anyone else. These last couple of weeks and months she’d had so much fun branching out with new friends who weren’t her siblings.

Spinning, and laughing, they all danced and just had a great time until Faith swore then went into a vision. Ava and Sandra grabbed Faith, and the other girls followed as they took Faith to a corner of the room.

Ava looked at Lexie. “You feel anything? Does the ground feel something?”

Lexie shut her eyes and concentrated. She opened them and her face turned white. “Please tell me you brought your weapons and one of the patrols is close, because something big is coming. All I can feel is the earth is very uneasy. There’s something not far that’s all bad. Somethi—” Before Lexie could say any more Faith’s eyes flashed open.

“We need to get everyone out of here now. Kirby, call Rane, and tell him to get their arses here. I’ll call Kane.”

Kirby got on the phone as Faith continued, “I don’t know if we’ll make it this time if we don’t get everyone out. I saw eight demons, not to mention minions. Please tell me no one forgot their weapons!”

Ava reached down and pulled out a small knife. The end of it had been frozen in a special solution. But Ava wasn’t carrying anywhere near the amount of weapons that Sandra and Faith pulled out from their shirts and boots. Shit, even Kirby, Lexie, Erin, Amie, and Stacy had more knives than her.

Faith raised her eyebrows at her.

“Don’t start, Faith. I’m never going to hear the end of this from my brothers, don’t join their ranks. Anyway, you know I’m a lover not a fighter. I always tried to get out of practicing.” She looked around to make sure Sandra wasn’t close before she whispered, “I sometimes wish I was human.”

Faith’s eyes narrowed.

“Don’t worry, I can fight. How long do we have before they get here?”