Always You(#0.5)

Three...

The part-Alpha let out a raw, animalistic growl punching the man's throat most probably shattering the cougar's windpipe. Rage blasted through their mating bond as Zhan continued to rain punches on the man's face. The cougar struggled, covering his face with his arms, and with much effort, he managed to pin the part-Omega under him. He punched Zhan twice but the feral grin on Zhan's face didn't ease. Instead, the look on the part-Omega's face got even darker. Raising his head, Zhan headbutted the shifter, his wolf letting out a satisfied growl at the crack that echoed in the lot. Cupping his bleeding nose, the man tried to crawl away and heard a low laugh. "What's the rush? I've just started", said Zhan fisting the man's shirt and dragging him backward. The man was slashing his claws in the air blindly and the attempt was...pitiful. Zhan wrenched the man's hair in a firm grip, slamming his head into a wall. The man let out a sick gurgle and Zhan's claws raked through the man's chest deep enough to the bones. Zhan's eyes rose and met Yibo's across from him and the fury on that perfect face went to Yibo's groin. Hunger rose in Yibo seeing the bloodthirsty look on his firecracker's face and from the wink Zhan threw his away, the man knew it.

Grunts, angry growls, and shouts of pain rang through the parking lot but the blaring car alarms overpowered the animalistic sounds. Zhan stood over the man who had drawn Yibo's blood and would have kicked the man again if not for someone to snag his throat from behind. Thick arms came around Zhan choking him and the part-Omega growled as claws dug into his side. "You are way tougher than you look, mutt." Zhan snarled at the insult, his elbows ramming into the man's side. The grip eased just a fraction, the opening Zhan was looking for. He was ready to twist and wreak havoc over the bastard's ass but suddenly the pressure eased completely. The arms around Zhan fell away and he turned around to find his enemy in Yibo's grip, gasping for air. Yibo's arm was around the throat of the leader of the little group, cutting off his air supply and his eyes were cold enough to surround Zhan with a chill. Yibo's other hand flashed his sharp claws and the Lan Alpha stuck them in the man's side at the same spot Zhan had been injured but the wound was much worse than what was inflicted upon Zhan. The shifter was a few inches taller than Yibo but Yibo still had him pinned to a pillar, toes barely touching the floor. The man's face contorted with pain, he turned purple and the metallic hint of Yibo's blood hit Zhan's nostrils when the man scratched the skin on Yibo's hands. The Lan Alpha did not free the shifter, his hands tightening even more and Zhan was surprised the man's throat was still intact. Zhan was expecting wrath in his mate's eyes but found nothing but emptiness in the golden orbs as they focused on their enemy. Zhan realized Yibo had slipped into another of his ice zones. He could see it in his mate's glacial eyes and could feel the cold wrath through their bond. "Yibo", he called and golden eyes clashed with his, the look directed Zhan's way a little manic. The eyes narrowed on Zhan's lips before travelling to Zhan's side and only then the pain registered making Zhan realize that he was wounded.

"He's dead", Zhan heard from beside him and the part-Alpha turned to Wang An who was dusting her hands off staring at the man in Yibo's grip. A male let out a pained sound behind her and without a blink, the woman slammed her boot into the man's face knocking him out. "I'll have to wash my boots again." "I shouldn't have worn white!" Following Rong's outburst, Zhan peered over to the enforcer whose shirt was splattered with blood. Looking over Rong's shoulder Zhan found most of their enemies on the blood-splattered ground, all unconscious. The alarms were still loud but between the loud sounds, Zhan caught a few words. "I've got nothing more to lose...Fire to the fuse...oh-oh-oh-oh." "Good god", Zhan exhaled, his eyes rolling at Jiyang who was singing with everything he had in him. But the Omega singing wasn't even the worst part.

Wang Haoxuan had a man kneeling in front of him, the man's gut split open and the Head Enforcer was watching on as the man suffered with a feral grin on his face. He was also moving his head side to side with Jiyang's song, humming along. "He's done, Xuan", Yubin announced but Haoxuan didn't move his eyes away from the wounded shifter, smiling wider. "I am waiting for him to cough more blood."  "Psychopath", Yubin mumbled coming to Zhan's side, his eyes narrowing before shining with guilt when he saw Zhan's blood-coated shirt. "It's just a scrape", Zhan reassured and the protector nodded, his eyes still remorseful. "Who sent you?" Zhan's head turned in Yibo's direction at the cold voice and the Lan Alpha growled again menacingly clearly disappointed when the man in his grip didn't speak. "Let go of him. How will he speak with you choking him, Yibo?" Yibo let go and the man in his grip slumped on the ground, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. "Check if he's breathing", Zhan instructed walking towards his mate.