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that I had been chased. Pissed that they had brought drugs into my pack. Pissed that my true mate — the man I was helplessly falling in love with — was fighting for his life. All because of these fucking coyotes and their fucking drugs!
    Using a strength purely fueled by rage, I pinned him, swiping at his eyes, scoring open his skin, like they had opened mine. He howled, his face a bloody mess, and I lunged, my teeth digging into his throat, deeper, harder…then ripping with all I had—
    He slumped beneath me, his lifeblood spilling out of the torn flesh, staining the floor.
    One down…
    I jumped off him, spinning to spot my mate. The wolf reared above Marcus, his large paws pummeling his opponent’s chest, stomach and head. Marcus was a bloody mess, unrecognizable and barely moving. My mate’s fur was matted with blood, sticky and gnarled…but he was alive. And he was winning.
    I sunk to the floor, eyes not leaving the duo, and growled my encouragement.
    Finish it…
    Adam glanced at me, searing me with just one look, then throwing back his head, lunged at Marcus’ throat, ripping and tearing.
    It was finally over. I looked at the big black wolf, who stood tall and proud over his fallen opponent. He was mine.
     

CHAPTER FIVE
    Adam
    I limped over to the beautiful black she-wolf, who sat crouched on the floor next to a fallen coyote. A coyote with his throat ripped out, I noted. She had done that? My heart swelled with pride — this was a woman who would look after her pack, through thick and thin — she would stand by me. And her pups, my mind unconsciously tacked on. Wow, what it would be like, to see her belly swell with the fruit of our love, to hold our babe in my arms, to kiss tiny hands…I gasped for breath, wanting the dream so much it physically hurt.
    Reality check — but did she want me? An Alpha?
    Calling the shift to me, I stretched my human arms, working out kinks and knots, then knelt down beside her. Stroking her white tipped fur, I looked into her eyes.
    “It’s safe now, sweetheart. Come back to me…”
    The air seemed to shimmer, then like liquid the fur melted away, revealing smooth, tanned skin, full rounded breasts and Claire’s ecstatic face.
    “We did it!” she cried, launching herself at me, knocking me over onto the floor. Kisses rained down on my face as she gripped my head between her hands, laughing her joy to the world.
    All I could think about was how soft she felt, her curves pressing against me, warming and enticing. “We certainly did,” I ground out. She seemed happy, but had she realized what this meant? Who I was? “Claire…” I started, but it came out a strangled moan as she wriggled against me, wrapping me in a hug.
    “Hmmm,” she replied, snuggling closer.
    “We need to talk…”
    “Why? We’re mates — true mates. Marcus is dead…”
    “Because—” A noise from the doorway cut me short. Grabbing Claire, I leapt to my feet, moving her safely behind me. “Who’s there?” I shouted, readying myself to another fight.
    A young boy appeared in the opening, barely sixteen years old, if I had to guess. His eyes were round, like saucers, his skin nearly as pale as the surrounding snow. He was naked. Suspicious, I sniffed the air. Coyote.
    I started forward, but Claire thrust out an arm.
    “Adam, he’s scared stiff. Look at him,” she murmured.
    He was shaking, though that could be from the cold.
    “Who are you?” I barked out.
    “Jason…sir.” He looked like he was about to pee his pants, if he’d had any on.
    I gestured impatiently for him to continue.
    “I—I was with them. He,” he glanced at the motionless body on the floor, visibly blanching, “was my Alpha…”
    “He isn’t anymore—”
    Claire nudged me. “Adam, not all the coyotes were bad. They had to follow orders, or Marcus…” Claire trailed off.
    I took a deep breath, I could do without this, he wasn’t even my pack — but the boy looked lost, abandoned in the