from him, her feet light on the pavement, her little dog following her, barking.
My mate is safe . North circled Kobe, glaring at the other wolf. And I’ll defeat her enemy. I’ll show her I’m worthy . He released a haunting howl, proclaiming his dominance, and threw his body into the air, shifting fully as he moved, uncaging his wild wolf.
* * *
“I need you. North needs you,” Ember yelled to Bruiser, frantic with worry. She was small and untrained, unable to assist her mate in his fight against the sadistic enforcer, but North had a pack now. They’d help him.
“Bring as many wolves as you can and follow me, prepared to fight.” She beckoned, glancing over her shoulder, cringing at the sounds of claws gouging flesh and bodies hitting brick. She smelled blood, her mate’s blood, and it enraged her wolf.
North’s big friend didn’t ask for clarification. He opened the club door, bellowed instructions inside, and ran toward her, shifting into an intimidating gray wolf.
Shift . She sprinted back to North, her human form too slow, too weak. I need to shift. I’ll lose him forever, but if I don’t shift, he’ll die. He can’t die . She released her wolf. Her arms extended, fur covered her skin, and a tail protruded from her ass.
Protect mate . She raced down the alley, her canines bared, prepared to fight, to die if necessary so he would live, the wolf she loved more than life. As she turned the corner, she slid to a stop, her claws digging into the pavement.
North, in partially shifted form, had his arm around the thrashing Kobe’s neck. He met her gaze, his eyes wild with the fever of battle, blood streaking his face, and he jerked. Bone snapped. The Enforcer kicked his feet and went still.
North’s gaze lifted. Although his lips flattened for a mere second before curling upward into a fake smile, it was too late. She’d seen the horror in his eyes.
Oh, God . Ember backed away as the other wolves pushed forward, crowding around her, their bodies heaving with effort. He didn’t need my help. I lost his love for nothing .
She turned and ran with her tail between her legs, unable to talk to him, to force a smile and pretend her world hadn’t fallen apart. She couldn’t listen to his lies, hear his insincere assurances that she wasn’t hideous. She was. Mere words wouldn’t change that.
“Ember!” North called to her, his voice stimulatingly deep. “Stop!”
Alpha ! Her wolf whimpered, yearning to comply, but the woman couldn’t stop. She darted down the alleyway, away from the shame. Heavier steps pounded the pavement behind her. She smelled his musk and the tangy scent of his blood. He was the bigger, stronger wolf, and he was gaining on her.
North grunted and a heavy weight landed on her back, flattening her to the street. She skidded, her claws raking the hard surface. He closed his jaws around her neck, his grasp on her firm and threatening, his canines pressing against her fur. With one yank, he could break her neck.
She whimpered, bowing to his dominance, lowering her head in submission. He was alpha, and he was her mate. She couldn’t escape him.
Shift, mate . His command filled her mind.
She obeyed, trembling, the pavement cold against her skin, her weaker human form naked and exposed. North growled his approval and shifted, his big body covering hers, his warmth soothing her.
“Never run from me again.” He clasped her nape with one of his calloused hands, his blood loss slowing, his wounds quickly closing.
“Everyone saw, North.” She struggled under his weight, wiggling with humiliation. Everyone saw how ugly she was, how marred, how imperfect.
“And what did everyone see?” He licked her shoulder, his touch soothing her anxious wolf. “A beautiful, powerful she-wolf willing to sacrifice her pride, her life, and everything else she has for her mate? Because that is what I saw.”
Lies. They had to be lies. She blinked back tears. “My back --”
“Shows every