“Stonecypher, you piece of s**t!” Wes snarled so viciously that Callie tensed. Cool, calm Wes was gone. In his place was a warrior, a bloodthirsty creature who scared her, but he was fighting for her. Wes threw a punch. The other man flew back, hitting a table and crashing to the ground. He groaned but didn’t rise. Wes’s predatory gaze stayed on the fallen man a second longer before he looked about the room. When he caught sight of her, he rushed over, his breathing hard as he bent and scooped her up in his arms.
“Oh darling,” he murmured. He pressed his forehead to hers, his eyes closing briefly. “Are you all right?”
She managed a nod, then winced at the stab of pain in her throat.
“Who was that?” She croaked out.
“Thomas Stonecypher. An old schoolmate. Not a friend.” Wes’s menacing g
