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eyes of the creature standing in the middle of the road. He wasn't sure what to call it. Wolf? Jaguar? Something else? He was twice the size of a normal wolf with dark fur over half his body and grey on the other. This wasn't the first time he'd come across the owner of the Dark Moon in his shifted state, and he'd not been eager to do it again.
    Slowly, the Jeep came to a stop a few feet from the animal. Bhric's lips parted and his snarl sounded deep and throaty. Rafe growled. He carried his mate, and the other man's actions threatened her safety.
    "Oh for cripe's sake. We don't have time for this." Kitty jumped from the Jeep and rounded the hood before Rafe even cleared the door.
    "You're mate is in trouble," she yelled. "Or, I mean, the woman who is having your baby is in trouble."
    The animal blinked at her, shock clouding his eyes. In a barely noticeable flash of magic, he shifted, transforming from animal to a man of six foot plus height. The jaguar's pale spots they'd been unable to see under the dark fur, covered his human form on the left side of his body and scars on the other, but it was the complete nudity and obvious aroused state that pissed off Rafe's wolf.
    Fuck.
    Rafe grabbed Kitty and pushed her behind him. "Stay calm, Bhric. We've only come to help you."
    "That would be great if I knew what the hell you were talking about." His voice came out like gravel stuck in a blender. His animal instincts were barely disguised by the human half of him. He'd heard them coming and he'd come out on the attack. Bhric looked past Rafe and stared at Kitty. "I don't know where you got your information but I do not have a mate nor do I have a girlfriend, pregnant or otherwise. So someone better start explaining what's going on."
    Shit . Had Kitty been wrong?
     

 
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Dean scrubbed at the scarred wooden bar and pretended not to notice the sudden pit in his stomach that felt like someone had hollowed him out. The air was sucked from the room by his latest arrival. He didn't have to turn to see who had entered his bar. Yet he still watched the tall, imposing figure approach from the corner of his eye. The last thing he needed to see today, or any day for that matter, was his brother, Bhric. Their last parting had not been all that amicable and Dean had expected many years to pass before they saw each other again. Not a mere two.
    All night he'd been out of sorts as the hours dragged on, and a sense of foreboding left him strung tight and aching to shift. The moment he'd finally made last call, he'd sighed in relief. The beast inside him wanted free and now . His instincts were telling him something was wrong but so far nothing had happened to clue him in to what. Until Bhric walked in.
    "We're closed for the night," Dean said.
    "Good thing I'm not here for a drink then, brother ."
    Inwardly Dean winced at the exaggerated endearment, while managing to keep his features neutral. This wasn't going to be pleasant.
    "There's nothing else here for you."
    Bhric stopped directly in front of him and Dean caught his gaze. He tried to read the man he used to gladly call family and failed. They'd parted ways with so much bitterness and bad blood between them, it was all he saw when he looked at him.
    A man who'd betrayed him by fucking his girlfriend and then not telling him shit until she turned up pregnant. Dean believed the baby was his from the beginning, but no one was sure. Until the day the bitch walked out announcing neither of them had fathered her baby. 
    "I didn't come here to ask anything of you if that's what you're thinking, bro."
    "Stop calling me that."
    "What? You think just because we had a stupid fight a couple of years ago it means we're not brothers anymore? That's fucked up."
    "No, what's fucked up is you coming here in the first place. Last I checked hell has not frozen over and you're still not welcome in my bar." Dean turned his back on Bhric and started to wipe down the bottles of alcohol