All Chapters of Panther: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"There you go!" She grabs the glass from my hand and sets it on the tray of a passing by waitress wearing nothing by white lacy lingerie. I definitely don't have as much confidence as the women who worked here.She grabs my hands and starts pulling me more and more into the people, stopping when she is satisfied with the depth we're in.My head feels foggy as she starts rubbing on me, smiling and moving her hands all over me. I feel our fingers intertwine, but I guess I don't hate it because I don't stop her.I moved with her; a smile plastered on my face the whole time. Our bodies moved together with the music, and all thoughts of anything else drifted from my mind. I could feel sweat beading on the back of my neck. Nate had been right, it was warm in here."More moonlight?" I look over my shoulder at a waitress who has suddenly appeared with a tray with two more drinks on it. I grin, yelling with excitement. I hand one to Quinn and start drinking the other one."These are really goo

"Got her." Nate had brought me to where Zayne and his three mates were, in the corner on the other side of the back side of the stage. I wonder if they saw us go into the closet."Stay." Nate looks at me and points to stand next to Mia, who was grinning at me. I nod and go to lean against the wall next to her."You left me!"I watch as Quinn dances away from where she'd been pawing at Zayne to stand next to me. I don't miss Nate eyeing her warily."I got in trouble." I say, smiling and bumping her with my hip. She rolls her eyes, looking away."Please, Nate is notorious for getting all hopped up on moonlight and dancing with girl after girl." I flick my eyes towards Nate, who was muttering to Zayne with an annoyed look on his face. Why was he mad, then? He knew how much fun it was. He knew how good this stuff made you feel. It made me feel like I always wish I could. Light, and happy, and easy. I didn't feel anxious in the big crowd, or dread the thought of the sweaty bodies rubbing ag

"Be gentle, please. You already roughed her up more than I wish you would have." I move Cleo's hair out of her face once my men set her down on my bed. I grit my teeth at the sight of dried blood around her nose and the corner of her mouth."Leave." They shuffle out without a word, leaving me to her. When I first seen her, unconcious and with broken fingers and bruises all over her body, my first desire was to kill every single idiot I had stupidly sent out to retrieve my mate. But then I told myself, it was my own fault. I never should've trusted anyone but myself with this task. It had been a stragetic move, I hadn't wanted to be recognized by anyone and blow the whole thing. But seeing Cleo all battered and torn up, made me deeply regret my choice. I was as stupid as them, and so I let them live. "You finally came back to me..." I sit on my knees beside the bed we would now be sharing, watching her sleep. I smiled a little at how peacful she looked right now. Even as a child, she a

"Finally, you were taking forever." I freeze in panic when Charlie wraps me in a hug as soon as I step out of the bathroom a few minutes later. He's much taller than me now, and certainly more muscular than he was when we were kids. I hadn't paid too much attention to the way he looked when I saw him at the challenge ceremony; I had been so focused on everything going on around me, and he had left so quickly afterwards we never got a chance to talk. But now that he was the only thing in front of me to look at, I could tell how much he'd grown up.I can feel his hard body as he buries my face in his chest. This used to comfort me, now it just made me feel uneasy. He holds me back to stare me in the eyes. His hair has grown out, it's shaggier and scruffier now. It had only been a week and a half since I'd last seen him. He had to have been shaving it every day before.He must have caught me looking at it, because he let go for a second to run a hand through it."What do you think? I not

"Ike...?" I could hear someone approaching me, paper crunching under their feet. "Ike... are you okay?""What the fuck do I have to be okay about?" I growl, not lifting my head.I sat in the middle of my destroyed living room. I was on the floor on my ass with my knees up, head hanging in between my legs. I stared down at the shag carpet that sparkled with glass shards."We can get her back...""Fuck!" I yell, lashing out and crashing my fist in into the closet thing I could find, which ended up being the wooden coffee table. The leg I hit split. I could feel chunks of wood lodged in my fists, but I didn't care. "I shouldn't have to get her back. I never should have let her leave." I can hear my wolf's growls slipping through my mouth. He was pissed, and I was no different. I'm trembling with rage. I've never felt so ready to kill anyone and anything. They took her. They took Cleo, my mate. They dragged her away and drugged her like some rabid animal.Zane had called me and filled me