Chapter 11
“Brian, we need you at the club now. Something just came up”, Killian said over the phone.
Brian sat up in his home office. He was at home for that day, trying to sort out some things that didn’t require him to be at the office.
“What’s the deal Killian?”, Brian said.
“Just come, I can’t say it over the phone”, he said.
“Fine, I’ll be there in a few”, Brian said before cutting the call.
He sighed, placing his hands on his head. Few minutes later, the door to his home office opened and even before she spoke, Brian could tell that his mate was here.
His wolf pranced about, happy to see their mate. Serah walked towards him, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.
“Brian, what’s wrong?”, She said.
Brian pulled her to his lap as he nozzled her neck, breathing in her intoxicating scent. He always loved it when she was close to him and this was one of the moments.
“Nothing. To be honest, it’s nothing”, he said.
“Then why is your aura down. Don’t even lie to me, I can feel it”, Serah said.
“Its just that I’m constantly scared that you’ll be in danger. Every minute of my life is spent worrying about your safety. I don’t know what I’ll do if you’re hurt Serah”, he groaned.
“Brian, I’m okay. Nothing is going to happen to me. You’ve forgotten I’m not a weakling either, I’ve got some powers that comes in handy”, she smiled.
“I know but what it they fail to protect you”, Brian said.
“Honey, look at me”, Serah said.
Brian raised his head as he stared at his beautiful mate. Time and time again, he felt grateful for her being his mate. She knew him better than anyone else with the exception of his parents and his best friends, Jack and Killian. She knew when he was down, when he was happy.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
“I’m never going to get hurt Brian, you can trust me on that. I won’t allow it”, Serah vowed.
“That’s a relief, you really don’t know what that means to me”, he smiled.
“So stop worrying darling and start looking for how to heighten the security around her. After all, a baby girl need to be protected”, Serah said with a smug smile on her face.
Brian chuckled, gripping her fiercely by the waist. Serah planted her lips to his, kissing his fiercely.
“I need to get going. Jack and Killian need my attention at the club”, Brian said.
“Okay. I hope everything is okay”, she said, quietly.
“I really don’t know until I get there”.
Serah climbed off his lap, ushering him to his feet. Brian twirled her around like a princess and grinned when pink sparks of magic burst forth from her hands.
“Okay, you need to get going”, she laughed.
Brian kissed her before making his way towards his garage. He decided to drive himself since this was one of the days Carlos was off duty. Brian climbed into one of his latest Ferraris, zooming off into the early morning light.
He bypassed slow cars, weaving through traffic before he stopped at a red light. He hummed to the tune of the music playing from the car radio, gripping the wheel as the traffic light instructed them to go.
Few minutes later, Brian arrived the club. He parked at a secret parking lot located at the underground section of the club. He climbed out of the car, throwing his keys at one of the security men stationed in the area.
Brian walked into his club, nodding to greetings and calls from people who knew who he was. He made his way to his private office, shutting the door behind him. Jack and Killian were already seated by the table as they went through a series of files.
“What took you so long?”, Jack snapped.
“Watch it man. I had to beat tons of traffic before I could get here so cut me some slack and thank your lucky stars that I’m even here at all when I should be in the arms of my woman”, Brian seethed.
He knew Jack was the only person bold enough to talk to him the way he liked. Killian could also talk that way but he knew what he should say at the appropriate time. Jack on his own had no filter in his mouth.
“Guys, it’s okay. We’re not here to fight”, Killian chuckled.
He was trying to douse the tension that had suddenly made its way amongst but he could see that he was totally failing in that aspect.
“I’m sorry. I guess it’s just the stress of the past few days weighing down on us”, Brian chuckled.
Jack grinned. The others knew that that was the best he could do fu douse the tension that had suddenly come into their midst.
“Okay, now that we’re all here I’ll just state why I called this meeting”, Jack said.
“Thank goodness”, Brian muttered.
“I’ve gotten some information that some rival pack are planning to attack. I don’t know when but my sources never lie”, Jack said.
Brian sat on an open backed chair, tapping his fingers on the table as he mulled over Jack’s words. He knew that this was coming but he didn’t expect it to be so soon. He had an idea on who was behind this attack and he couldn’t wait to deal with him.
“If you’re thinking it’s Wilfred Brian, perish that thought. It’s not him, I’m quite sure of it”, Jack said.
“Any Intel on when this attack would take place?”, Killian asked.
“No, nothing yet”, Jack said.
“The only thing we need to do not is to he prepared. They could come from any side”, Brian said.
“I agree. I’ve put additional security on every of your properties across the country and in neighbouring ones”, Killian said.
“Good thinking, thank you”, Brian said.
He rose to his feet. Now that he had gotten the gist on what was about to happen, he needed to beef up the security especially in the palace and his mansion. He wouldn’t take any chances in those two areas.
“Be careful Brian, I have a feeling that you’re the primary target”, Jack said, quietly.
“I will. How is your mate by the way?”, Brian smirked.
Jack’s face reddened as Killian desperately tried to smother the laughter threatening to break out from him.
“Fine”, Jack said curtly.
“She’s more than fine. As a matter of fact, she’s pregnant”, Killian blurted.
Brian whipped his head, staring at his friend. He smiled and just as he was about to ask him when he was going to reveal the news to him, the unmistakable sound of gunfire rattled the building. The trio got down as bullets rained down the building, scattering everything in it’s wake.