The wooden stairs creaked under his weight as if it was going to fall apart soon. The staff downstairs did not even notice He Juan bypassing them, too caught up by the sight of three men terrorizing the area with their guns.
He Juan reached into his pocket and quietly pulled off the trigger of his gun, his senses alert as he took in his surroundings. He had expected people to come running out upon hearing the chaos downstairs but… it was silent. So silent that it was getting eerie. His Alpha was on full alert now, lips pulled back into a snarl as he prepared for the ambush that would soon descend.
His feet softly stepped onto the highest flight of stairs and stopped. Nothing happened.
