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The front door opened, and a strange scent hit him. Wolf .
“Get down!” Adar leaped toward his mate, shifting as he moved. His clothes shredded, fur covered his skin, his arms extended, a tail protruded from his ass. Jeanine screamed, the gut-wrenching sound paining his sensitive ears, echoing in his head.
Adar collided with the wolf in midair, and they tumbled to the hard floor. He clawed the big male’s shoulder and ripped at his exposed throat with his teeth. Warm blood filled Adar’s mouth, coating his tongue, exciting his vicious cat. The wolf kicked once, twice, three times and stilled.
“Adar!” Jeanine screamed a warning.
He spun on his hind legs, having no time to ponder his kill. Four large wolves approached the reception desk. The beasts threatened his mate. A red-hot rage rose in Adar’s chest, acid burning the back of his throat.
Adar repositioned quickly, placing his long body in front of Jeanine, preparing to protect her with his life. I can’t move from here . He scanned his territory. I can’t hide in the shadows . He faced the daunting task of defeating four wolves alone, his fighting techniques severely limited.
A black metal stapler whizzed through the air and struck the largest wolf. It bounced off the shifter’s scarred forehead and clattered to the floor.
I’m not completely alone . Adar twitched his tail, both his cat and human approving of his kitten’s resourcefulness.
He paced before his mate as the wolves growled and barked, arguing among themselves. Adar coiled his muscles, lowering his body. A coffee cup cracked against a wolf’s shoulder, and the beast yelped, jumping back, exposing the wolf beside him.
Adar sprang forward. The wolf swung his head, and Adar twisted his body. Jaws snapped and teeth grazed his left front leg, leaving a trail of pain, the air scented with his blood. He raked his claws over the wolf’s face, slicing an eye open, blinding the beast. The wolf whined, retreating as his two pack mates surged toward Adar.
Fuck . Adar hissed and swatted wildly, fighting for his life, fighting for his mate’s life. I can’t fail her . Pens pelted wolf fur, sticking into tough hide, each barrage accompanied by a flurry of colorful curses.
My mate . Claws and teeth shredded Adar’s fur, the agony blurring into a numbness. Fight . He slashed a wolf’s throat with his teeth, and another wolf took his place.
Roars rocked the small space, the floor shook, and the wolf was gone. A lion, Royce, flung the wolf over his shoulder. The wolf slammed against the wall and twitched.
A second lion, Tanner, the cub, barreled into the wolf on Adar’s right. The third Leone brother, Dirk, joined the fray. Adar staggered backward as the three lions easily tangled with the remaining wolves. Blackness edged Adar’s vision, his wounds closing slowly, the blood loss weakening him.
“Adar.” Jeanine hugged his neck, burying her face in his fur. He rumbled his discontentment, his fragile human mate foolishly putting herself in danger. “I thought I had lost you.”
Adar’s legs collapsed, and he sank to the floor. Jeanine cradled his head in her lap, her musky female scent comforting him. He stared up at her, too injured to shift, wishing he’d told her he loved her. I do love her .
“You protected me.” She gently petted his sensitive whiskers and pressed kisses on his forehead. “I love you, Adar.” He licked the wet trails streaking down her cheeks, tasting her relief, her concern for him, her love.
The stench of lion intensified. Adar twitched his nose.
Royce, in human form, crouched near him, his forehead wrinkled. “He’ll have a few more scars, but he’ll live.” The lion shifter rested his hand on Jeanine’s shoulder.
My mate’s shoulder . Adar growled.
Royce removed his hand. “You’re a controlling bastard, Adar.” He grinned. “Thank you for protecting Leone Media. Although I suspect you didn’t risk your life for the
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