She was drawn to him, pulled toward him regardless of the consequences.
Britt smiled and sat back. His gaze lowered to her lips before dropping to her breasts. It was the first time she’d worn the deep purple dress she bought a year ago, and she was so glad she had.
“You deserved a night out on the town after all your hard work,” Aiden said.
“We need to get back though.”
He nodded and pulled out his wallet. After tossing down several pound notes, he stood. “Wallace’s attention is on my friend, but I doona know how long that’ll be the case.”
“Then home it is.”
Britt enjoyed how he pulled out her chair and offered her his arm as they left the restaurant. She preened inwardly when she observed how women watched Aiden with lust in their eyes.
He was a fine cut of a man in his slacks, shirt, and jacket. Added with his long hair, the confident way he walked, and his sly smile, he was irresistible.
He didn’t notice he was being watched, which made her want him even more. As soon as they stepped out of the restaurant and onto the sidewalk, Britt turned and kissed him.
For a full second, Aiden stood there, his body soaking in the feel of Britt’s soft curves against him. Then he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer.
He groaned at the sweet taste of her. Many nights he’d dreamed of kissing her, and now that she was in his arms, he feared he might never let her go.
Aiden’s cock swelled when he heard her soft moan. He deepened the kiss, wanting more, needing more.
Someone bumped into Aiden from behind. He tore his mouth from Britt’s and turned to give a piece of his mind to whoever had dared to interrupt them. But one look at the hulky, bald man with the goatee, and all Aiden could think about was getting Britt away.
“You’re wanted,” the man said.
Aiden pushed Britt behind him as he let his magic fill him. “No’ going to happen. Tell Wallace to go bugger himself.”
The man smiled. “So you know who I am.”
“I know a Warrior when I see one.”
“You would with your father and uncles being Warriors. Let’s no’ make a scene, lad. You and the girl need to come with me now.”
Galen stepped out of the shadows behind the man and leaned against the side of the building. “Ah, Dale. You think you’d learn you’re serving the wrong side.”
Dale shifted so he could look at Galen as well as Aiden. “One Warrior willna stop us. I’m no’ alone.”
“Neither are we,” Aiden said and smiled coldly.
In an instant, Dale called up his god, his skin turning a pale green. He swiped at Galen with his claws the same time Aiden caught movement across the street.
He turned to shield Britt as his father barreled into Dale and sent them tumbling down an alley.
“Get her away!” Galen shouted.
Aiden glanced at Britt to see her eyes wide and her face pale. “If we run, Wallace will catch us.”
“Then we stay.” Her voice was unsteady and she trembled in his arms, but she didn’t faint or run away screaming.
He nodded. “No matter what, stay with me. If you can no’, find Galen or Quinn.”
Aiden didn’t wait for her agreement as they slid into the alley to find his father fighting Dale. Quinn’s skin had turned the black of his god, and it was hard to keep track of him in the shadows.
Dale’s growls of rage brought a smile to Aiden’s lips. Galen was standing nearby watching. Suddenly he swung around.
“Droughs,” he said between clenched teeth, his fangs showing when he pulled back his lips in a growl. His skin turned the green of his god, and he bent his legs, his claws out and ready. “Wallace comes.”
Aiden pushed Britt down so that she squatted against the wall. Then shrugged off his blazer and stood beside Galen and called up his magic.
“Your father is going to skin me alive if anything happens to you. You know Quinn wouldna want you here,” Galen said.
Aiden knew it all too well, but everyone needed to understand he was a man, not a child. And it was time he let them see it.
Two droughs turned the corner into the alley. Aiden sent a blast of magic at one. Galen used his speed to reach the other and kill him before any magic could be used against him.
As soon as Aiden’s opponent went down, Galen sliced the neck of the drough with his claws.
That was just the first wave. Aiden knew Wallace wouldn’t give up that easily.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Charon stalked down to the great hall with Laura’s words ringing in his head, but came to an abrupt halt when he saw everyone looking at him. The inhabitants of MacLeod Castle were scattered throughout the hall, some at the long table, some in chairs around the hearth.