"Woah!" The fingers around his wrists tighten, forcing Ethan to loosen his grip on the bottle. "You can kill him like that if you're not careful." The guy pulls the makeshift weapon out of the betas grip and sets it back onto the table.
"Awe, come on. I was so close." Ethan grumbles beneath his breath. He continues to glare at the alpha, who holds Leo hostage.
"Why don't you let the omega go, Brad." The man who still holds Ethan's wrist says with a soft voice. "You'll get another felony on your record, and you know what your dad said if that happened."
Ethan curls his lip and yanks his wrist out of the man's hold. He doesn't hesitate to pull the alpha's hand away from Leo, which works, seeing as his grip has loosened. Ethan pulls Leo behind him and stands protectively.
