Lara's POV
Threading through the packed nightclub, I scan the crowd for Austin. The pulsing music and bodies pressed together would normally make me claustrophobic, but knowing my mate is here somewhere makes it bearable. Dancing with him in this chaos might actually be enjoyable.
Spotting Austin at the bar isn't difficult, but the sight that greets me makes Jenny bare her teeth in my mind. A woman has her arm wrapped possessively around his waist. My eyes trace the offending limb to its owner and I recognize Menace immediately. One look at Austin's expression tells me everything I need to know. The disgust written across his features is unmistakable, yet this desperate woman refuses to take the hint.
