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“Give me your phone.”
After he unlocked it, Marcus handed it over and watched as Beast typed.
“I put Rayne’s and Cable’s phone numbers in there, under your favorites for quick access.” Beast handed it back. “Ready?”
Marcus was bouncing with excitement. “Yep.”
They got out and walked to the entrance. Marcus wasn’t sure why they hadn’t gotten in the long line waiting to get inside, but Beast strolled right up to the door where the bouncer stood, looking tough and ready to toss anyone out who pissed him off.
“Hey, Danny,” Beast said. They did that thing of gripping each other’s hands while giving each other a quick man-hug. “Mind if we cut the line?”
Danny looked past them at the line then back at Beast. “Not a problem.” He looked down at Marcus. “You’re a familiar face.” He furrowed his brows. “You’re the guy Max attacked. Ramon told me all about it.”
“My mate,” Beast said. If Marcus wasn’t mistaken, Beast said it with a bit of pride, which stunned him.
“No shit.” Danny smiled. “Congrats.” He looked at Marcus. “Glad you’re okay.”
“Thanks,” Marcus said. “Now I have a bodyguard with me.”
Did Beast just flex a little? Marcus was definitely jumping his bones later tonight. How hot was that?
“You guys can head inside.” Danny dipped his head toward the door. “Enjoy your evening.”
Beast leaned in and whispered, “Seen Nelo?”
Danny grunted. “Check the back rooms. Last I heard, he was back there entertaining some human.”
“I thought Kellam didn’t allow that in his club,” Beast said.
Danny shrugged. “It happens. Just as long as things don’t get out of control.”
Marcus bristled. If Nelo was as bad as Beast said he was, and Marcus was inclined to believe so, that poor human had no idea what he or she had gotten themselves into.
They stepped into the club to a heavy beat. The music was loud, and the club was packed with people writhing on the dance floor. The air was thick with the smells of sweat, alcohol, and desire. Marcus felt the rhythm of the music pulsing through him, and he couldn’t wait to let loose and dance his butt off.
“Come on.” Marcus grabbed Beast’s hand and pulled his mate into the crowd. To his utter surprise, Beast moved as if he’d been born to dance. His hips swayed seductively, and Marcus couldn’t take his eyes off of him. He had never seen Beast like this before. The wolf shifter was completely and utterly in his element.
The club was packed, but Marcus was only focused on his mate. The wolf shifter had taken his shirt off, revealing a toned and muscular body. Marcus couldn’t help but reach out and trace a finger down his mate’s chest, eliciting a low growl from Beast.
The two of them danced together, their bodies moving perfectly with one another. The chemistry between them was undeniable. He matched Beast’s movements, their bodies syncing together. They danced like they were the only ones there. The music took over their bodies, and they moved in perfect harmony. Marcus’s heart pounded in his chest as their bodies pressed together. He could feel the heat coming off of Beast, the electricity between them almost palpable.
But as much as Marcus wanted to stay lost in the moment, he couldn’t shake the feeling of unease. They were supposed to be on a mission, after all. He pulled back, panting.
“Sorry,” he shouted over the music. “I just got carried away.”
“No apologies needed,” Beast said, his voice low. “That was...” He trailed off, his eyes darkening with desire.
Marcus cleared his throat. “We should probably go find our guy, right?”
Beast nodded, and they made their way through the crowded dance floor as Beast pulled his shirt back on. The music grew quieter as they entered a dimly lit hallway with a series of doors lining the walls.
“Now what?”
“Just follow my lead,” Beast whispered. “Act drunk.”
Marcus laughed as he clung to Beast, and his mate opened a few doors, apologizing to the people inside at the intrusion.
Just as Beast reached for another door handle, the last door on the left opened and out walked a very handsome man in what looked like a designer suit. Beast gripped Marcus’s hand then shoved him against the wall, kissing him until Marcus was drunk off of it.
