Page 66 of Alpha Dragon's Mating Contract
“Don’t you fucking run from me. You stole my wallet. Least you can do is give me that fucking baby,” the alpha snarled, eyes flashing.
That—That was disgusting. Raptor growled and drew closer. “Get out of here before I make you.”
“Yeah?” The alpha finally looked up. “We won’t be here long. He has my wallet; I want compensation. That baby will do.”
He lunged at the runaway omega.
Raptor surged forward, shouldering the alpha off-course and punching him in the face. “Omegas are safe here. If you threaten them, you bear full responsibility for what happens to you in this restaurant.”
“You harbor criminals? Fuck off!” The man threw a punch at Raptor.
With all his fighting experience, Raptor caught his fist easily, pummeling him in the jaw.
The omega yelped.
The man snarled. Then his eyes glowed green, and his fist struck out so quickly, Raptor almost didn’t dodge it in time.
Raptor shoved the alpha back by a few paces, glancing at the omega. “Return the wallet. If it’s money you need, I’ll give you some.”
He blocked more blows from the man.
Footsteps sounded behind Raptor, followed by a sharp breath.
“Raptor,” Walren squeaked. More quietly, “Oh fuck, it’s Larei.”
Raptor shoved Larei away, turning quickly. Walren was hovering in the office doorway, wide-eyed and pale, clutching Zebbie to his chest.
The alpha followed his gaze. “Huh, Walren. Didn’t think you were alive,” Larei said with an ugly sneer. “Are you a thief, too? Is this fucker collecting criminals and making you all suck his cock?”
Walren flinched.
Was Larei the man who had destroyed his leg?
From Walren’s hunched shoulders and wary eyes, Raptor thought it might be.
Rage swelled through his chest. He snarled and drew his fist back for a punch, intent on shattering bone.
Before he could, something moved in the corner of his vision.
A black wallet nailed Larei in the face.
Larei grunted.
“I’d rather suck his cock than look at your rotten dick,” the hiding omega hissed. “You horrible dirtbag!”
The intruding alpha bared his teeth.
Raptor caught the wallet before it could hit the floor. He wanted to shatter Larei’s cheekbones, wanted to roast him into a crisp.
But not right here in Nood’s Good.
He slapped the wallet against Larei’s chest, looking him in the eye. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave this city, and never show your face in these parts again.”
“He started it,” Larei spat. He took a step toward the cowering omega. At Raptor’s warning snarl, Larei shoved the wallet into his pants and backed off. Then he eyed Walren. “You must’ve been on your knees this whole time, for a crazy bastard to take you in.”
Raptor roared and lunged. Larei made an embarrassing sound, scuttling out of Nood’s Good.
It took everything Raptor hadnotto pick up a rock, and smash it into the back of Larei’s head.
