Scarlett's POV
"Let me go," I hissed, my voice vibrating with rage. "You have no idea what you're doing."
The Alpha with the long scar across his cheek laughed, a loud, irritating sound. "We know exactly what we're doing. We're taking what Leo left behind. You aren't leaving this room until each of us has had our turn, and believe me, sweetheart, we plan on being very satisfied."
I didn't hesitate. "Help! Someone help!" I screamed, my lungs burning, but the second Alpha—the taller, broader one—moved forward. He caught me by the waist and pulled me off the floor, slamming my back against his solid chest.
"Scream all you want," he growled into my ear. "No one is coming. Alpha Leo is already in the clouds in his private jet by now. As for the staff and the guests? We've cleared this entire floor. No one hears a thing on this wing."
