“Who are you?” Brutus growled.
“Fuck me.” Lorcan’s gaze grew wild and he took a step back into a pew. “She’s one of those crazy women.”
Killian snarled at Lorcan. “Man, why are you being a *?”
“She’s one of those crazy women, the ones that tried to attack me. She looks all innocent, but wait till she whips out that riding crop.” Lorcan eased away from the other two Assassins with a scowl on his face.
Killian took his eyes off Braxton and glared at Felicity.
Braxton saw his chance and lunged at Brutus.
***
Kate screamed.
Braxton had Brutus on the ground, one hand around his throat the other delivering a set of hard blows to the face.
Brutus, unfazed, bucked Braxton off. He grabbed Braxton by the back of his shirt and threw him several feet down the aisle, where he crashed on the altar, leveling it to the ground.
Braxton did some kind of martial arts move, flipping from his back and landing on his feet.
The other two Assassins nodded at each other and made a move toward Braxton.
While Brutus and Braxton were equally matched, there was no way it would be a fair fight once the other two werewolves joined in the action. She wasn’t going to let that happen. Kate ran and jumped on Killian’s back, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.
“Really?” Killian sighed impatiently as he shot her a glare over his shoulder. “You are no match for me, you know this, right?”
“Killian, quit flirting and get your ass in the fight.” Lorcan shook his head and started to jump into the fight.
“Hey, hottie,where do you think you’re going?” Felicity stepped into Lorcan’s path.
Kate craned her neck over Killian’s shoulder and frowned. Felicity had no idea what she was getting herself into.
“Holy shit.” Lorcan paled.
“Hey, you can’t say ‘shit’ in church. It’s like a sin or something.” Felicity propped her hands on her hips.
“She’s just a human, Lorcan. Handle her,” Killian snarled and proceeded to unwrap Kate’s arms from around his neck.
Felicity’s eyebrow shot up. “Handle me. I like the sound of that. And, just for the record, I didn’t notice a ring on your hand.”
“Ring?” Lorcan frowned.
“Yeah, a wedding ring. So I guess that means you’re available for all kinds of debauchery and impure activities.” Felicity waggled her eyebrows.
Kate blew her bangs out of her eyes as she struggled to hang on to Killian’s neck. “Felicity, they’re trying to kill Braxton. Stop trying to get laid and help him.”
Felicity reached into the back of her jeans and pulled out a Taser.
Lorcan snorted. “What’s that supposed to…”
Felicity pressed the Taser to Lorcan’s neck and hit the button. Lorcan dropped backward like an oak tree and hit the floor.
“What the hell did you do?” Killian stared down at his friend and frowned.
Kate jumped off Killian’s back and headed down the aisle to Braxton. “If he moves, Felicity, taser him, too!”
Kate’s heart pounded in her ears as she hurried to Braxton. Brutus now had both hands wrapped around Braxton’s throat, while his knee was shoved against his chest to keep him from moving.
Braxton’s lips were turning blue as he clawed at Brutus’s hands. The Assassin was going to strangle him to death. She grabbed the offering plate off the floor and whacked Brutus on the back of the head.
The Assassin didn’t flinch.
Kate brought the offering plate back down on his head again and again. It was like trying to get an alligator off its prey. Brutus wouldn’t budge.
Suddenly, a large pair of hands wrapped around her waist and lifted her up in the air. She struggled against the steely grasp. When he released her, she took a step back. It wasn’t either of the other Assassins. But judging by his size and strength, he was definitely a werewolf, too.
The stranger’s dark blonde hair brushed a little past his shoulders and his angry eyes were a startling shade of deep blue. Dressed in jeans and skin-tight T-shirt, he seemed taller than Braxton.
His angry gaze left hers, and he turned his attention back to the fight. He grabbed Brutus by the neck and lifted the Were over his head and hurled him into the glass wall behind them. The chapel trembled and the sound of glass cracking and splintering had Kate wondering if the whole thing was about to come down around their heads.
“Enough!” The stranger glared at the Assassins and then turned to Braxton and offered his hand.
Braxton stood and rubbed his neck. “Thanks, Barrett.”
Kate ran to Braxton’s side, burying her face in his chest as he held her close. She didn’t know who the Were was, but he’d helped Braxton, so that made him okay by her.
“This is none of your business, werewolf,” Brutus growled, stepping into Barrett’s space.