Chapter 97: Rush
Kieran strode through the great arched hallway like a man who was being chased...or like he had a ship to catch...
Lyla was still cradled in his arms, blinking up at him, utterly silent now. Her confusion clung to her ( maybe a little sweet but it was like an afterthought).
"Alpha,I can walk. Seriously! But where are we going?Why are you in such a hurry??" She asked, her voice breathless from the sharpness of his pace... or perhaps this closeness... who knows!
He did not answer.Like her words did not reach his ears. Like she wasn’t even there.
He kept striding through the halls... the mess to be exact.
Though the celebration still raged on around them..."celebration" was a generous term to describe the situation at the moment.
There were bodies everywhere...drunken, shaken...boozing...barely in their right minds...banging up women here and there...knocking off each others’ teeth...clawing each other for pleasure as more alcohol poured.
The music still raged on but it had already lost its melody. It was bass and rock and metal that reverberated all around fueling the drunken galore.
The many foul scents hung in the air along with too much perfume.
But Kieran smelled only smoke...and danger... his senses on high alert.
And maybe he still caught ’her’ lingering scent... but he tried to dismiss and overlook it for the moment... he had a graver matter at hand... the most important mission ahead of him... Autumn.