A Random Scene.

I have no idea if I will ever put this into the story, but it just... came to me and begged me to write it. So, here is a random scene. Ignore the grammar and punctuation errors that are bound to be all through it!

The club was hopping tonight. Bodies bumped, grind, and swayed to the music playing. Angerona just sighed and tried not to think of the overly short black mini skirt or the tight white shirt she was wearing. She had picked them up earlier today when Drystan called her cell and told her uniform was in. Angerona had no idea they were scraps of cloth instead of actual clothing.

She also tried not to pay attention to all the perverted leers that was being thrown her way every time she passed by a table or asked someone if they needed anything else.

The only good thing that she could even possibly conceive of this situation was the tips. They were good. She would at least have to admit that to herself. Sighing again she headed over to the bar to pick up another round of beer that was ordered by a large group of males that had come in earlier tonight. The best guess she had, was a group of frat boys or something. They were loud and she had to constantly swat away groping hands. It was tiring and she groaned inwardly at the thought of going back to that table for the tenth time tonight.

They had to be way past drunk by now. Why doesn't someone cut them off? Obviously these guys were high paying patrons and Angerona guessed cutting them off was bad business. Growling to herself she gathered up the ten or more beer mugs and balanced them carefully on the large dark tray. Then Angerona picked her way through the crowded club carefully and over to the table with all the rowdy young men.

Angerona heard a low wolf whistle and did her best to ignore them. She carefully handed out the new round of beer and was about to turn around to leave when one reached out and jerked her into his lap. Angerona dropped the tray and landed roughly in the guy's lap.

"Hey there sexy," he said while feeling her up. "Man, you feel like paradise."

"Let go of me!" Angerona shrieked as loud as she could over the loud thumping music being played.

She tried removing herself from his lap, but he had like octopus arms and every time she removed one from her, it was like he had another one ready to wrap around her. Angerona was getting fed up with the touching and was about to dump his beer all over him when she saw Drystan heading her way. Thank the gods!

"I doona think you men be needin' any more beer. And one more thing, let the lass go or else I will throw each and every on of you out on your arses." Drystan said on a deadly growl.

All the men stopped immediately and looked up at the Scotsman. Then they all burst out laughing and jabbed one another playfully. Obviously they found what he said funny and the one that had a hold of her begin nuzzling her neck. She could smell the rank smell of his beer laced breath and it made her sick to her stomach. Angerona had quite enough. She grabbed the guy's beer and dumped the contents all over the man. Then reached down and grabbed his balls and gave a painful squeeze. He immediately let her go with a howl, dumped her out of his lap quickly, and hit the ground clutching his crotch.

She quickly regained her feet after being dumped from the guy’s lap and saw she was slightly soaked from the beer, but right now she didn't care. She had quite enough for one night and practically ran out the back exit of the club. She didn't give Drystan time to catch up with her or to even check on her.

Once outside she let the cool night air soothe her burning cheeks. She was so embarrassed that she didn’t hear the approaching footsteps to the back exit of the club.

"I didn't know you preferred beer as your perfume woman." Alexander said on a slight smirk.

He had come up the back door about the same time he saw Angerona burst out of like hell was on her heels. At first he was worried that Rogues had shown up again, but a quick sniff of the air told him that all was clear. Instead he could tell she was frustrated and very upset. His Lycki was immediately roused and was growling deep inside of him. Whatever happened to Angerona, it upset his Lycki to the point where he could almost feel the damn thing trying claw it's way out of his body.

Alexander slightly shuddered and began walking towards her. He couldn't help himself. Every time he saw her, he had to be right there next to her. As if to make sure she was well protected and safe at all times. Which was fucked up. He never felt that way for any woman.

"I don't! I hate this place!" Angerona said agitatedly and put her head in her hands.

"What happened?" Alexander asked softly.

He was shocked to his core at the question and even more surprised that he even cared. Alexander was so caught up with what he was feeling that he almost didn't hear her answer.

"I got felt up okay!" Angerona said excitedly. "Oh my gods, I can't believe I just told you that! Forget I said anything."

Angerona felt herself blush again and then go pale when she saw the look on Alexander's face. Or at least what she could see of his face. Those damn sunglasses made it hard to read him or even what he was feeling. If wasn’t for the fact he had gone so still, she would have never known he was angry.

She regretted at that moment that she said anything. She knew they were going to die and she felt sick to her stomach at that thought. Angerona was so caught up in her thoughts that she almost didn't hear what Alex said before he marched into the club.

"Do what!?" Alexander narrowed his eyes behind his sunglasses and began taking in deep breaths of her scent.

He could tell she was around a bunch of human males. Alex could even smell the lingering scent of another man's desire and musk. That sent his Lycki into a maelstrom of rage and he saw red.

No male touched his mate but him!

Growling loudly Alexander marched past Angerona and went through the back door into the dark club. He stood there just a moment and let his eyes adjust to the darkness that surrounded him. It didn't take long and he began hunting the men in which upset his mate so. Growling softly he slowly made his way around random people to the table the men were once at and took in several whiffs of their scent.

He now knew that Drystan had escorted the men outside. However, he was looking for one scent in particular and he would find it. That man would die for laying his hands on Angerona like that.