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Furious, the smaller beast dove toward her, uncaring of the deadly blades she wielded. She grinned and struck across his chest with her right arm, quickly following with her left, ducking under his huge, clawed arm as he swung at her, trying to rake her face off. The four claws smelled like shit dipped in sewage.

The air behind her shifted long before the larger beast came close enough to touch her. She felt hands reaching for her hair and shifted to the side, arcing hard to keep it from being ripped out.

The moment she moved, the smaller one got back up, and the two fidiots were tag-teaming her. One screamed, the other roared, throwing his head back, and then they lunged forward. She didn’t notice the small, feminine creature crawling up behind her until the stench wafted toward her nostrils. Thana flipped her body up and over the attacker, grabbing the thing by the neck and twisting it. A satisfying crack and crunch would’ve meant the thing was dead, but she didn’t trust dead unless the creature was dust beneath her fingers.

The thing screamed, tossed its head back on the floppy neck, and cracked Thana in the face. Blood spurted from her nose, but she jumped away from the damn thing, drew her katana, sliced the thing’s head off, drew an arc of fire from her finger, and aimed it toward the head and then the body. “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, bitch.”

The gurgle-roar the beasts gave off would’ve been comical if she wasn’t bleeding all over her damn leather corset. She sniffed and wiped her forearm under her nose.

“Aw, my bad. Was that your sister-cousin-girlfriend thing?” she asked, twirling the bloodstained blade in their faces, knowing she was inciting the duo.

Thana didn’t wait for them to come at her. She flashed across the short distance, slicing the throat of the larger male. Black blood spurted out of the open wound, splashing across her arm and chest. Pain ripped across her flesh as the warm fluid hit her as acid poured over her. She staggered back but caught herself before she fell. Raising her leg, she kicked the bigger one away, realizing his blood hurt like a motherfucker while the smaller one didn’t. Shit.

In two swift swings, she took the small beast out the same way she’d taken out the bitch, leaving the big bastard wobbling on his hooves. Yikes.

Yellow beady eyes stared down at her with malice. She lit another fireball and exterminated the small fucker while holding the bigger one’s gaze. Her lips curled into a cruel smirk.

“Oops, my bad. You probably want to join them, right? I’ll oblige you.” Only this time, she wouldn’t get close enough for his acid-like blood to burn her flesh. Fuck that.

Using her abilities, she lengthened the katanas, glad the beast wasn’t very smart. She jumped and swung the sword, then brought it back up, creating an X across his large abdomen. He gurgled as the entire contents of his stomach spewed out of the gaping wound. He grappled for his intestines, leaving his neck exposed. She slashed and laid his neck open with one strike, then did it again. For three long heartbeats he stood there, wobbling on his unsteady legs before the head slid off his shoulders.

“Good God, Thana. That is sick.”

She glanced over her shoulder, staring at Scepter with red, glowing eyes. “Don’t touch him. His blood burns like battery acid.”

Scepter nodded and sent flames to the body and head. “Heal yourself before your male sees those wounds. He’s gonna freak the fuck out, dammit.”

She blew out a breath. “I...shit.”

Thana had words ready, but the damn floor decided to come up and say hi.

Severin killed another male as Savage ripped the heads off two at the same time. The male truly earned his name in battle.

He whipped his head toward the upper level as he felt Thana’s pain rip through their Fated bond.

“Thana’s hurt.” He said nothing more before flashing up where he’d sensed her.

The moment he materialized outside Savage’s office, he saw her body sway and caught her before she hit the floor. Below, where humans stood like statues, the whole space looked like a slaughterhouse. Between Savage, him, and the others, they’d killed more than fifty beings who came in what looked like costumes. Their scents were masked, preventing the enforcers at the doors from noticing they weren’t what they appeared to be.

“What the fuck happened to her?” he roared, staring down at his female.

Fury overwhelmed his common sense. His eyes narrowed at the piles of blood and ash, the stench of death. His teeth ached, sharp and ready to rip into flesh and bone. Her pain felt like his own. He wanted to hurt whoever had harmed his female. Fuck, he needed to reel in his emotions, or the beast within him would spiral out of control.

Savage placed a hand on his shoulder. “Easy, Bràthair,” he said. “She’s alive. Bring her into my office. We will heal her. Aurora has sent for Jenna.”

He turned his head toward the male’s voice, slamming a wall down on the urge to kill. “Yes,” he growled.

“Good. One word is good.”

Severin noticed his hands were still morphed into huge claws, so he shifted them back to human and raised Thana, holding her close to his chest. “I got you, mo ghaol. You’re safe.”

“Enzo, I need you and the others to clean up the club and wipe our clientele’s memories. We need them to think they had the time of their lives and for everyone to walk out a winner. Feel me?” Savage said. His eyes glowed as power rolled over them.

Severin didn’t give a shit what they gave the humans. They could all go straight to Hell or home.

Thane stepped in front of him, holding Savage’s office door open for him and Thana. As they entered, he took in the two females’ fearful gazes but couldn’t spare them a word. They were uninjured.

Aurora whimpered as Savage approached her. Starla ran into Scepter’s arms. He sighed, then laid Thana on the large leather sofa against the wall.