Nevaeh had to hold Aron tight so he would not rip Ian to shreds, though his eyes had already murdered the Lycan warrior. As the others came through the pool’s portal, she had been trying to put out the raging fire in her mate’s seething aura. Yet, despite her attempts to assure him that Ian’s nakedness had nothing to do with s*x, his nostrils still flared and his hands had yet to retract their vicious claws.
Even after Aron demanded that Ian shift back into his beast, which the warrior did within seconds of the order, he was inches from the Lycan, ready to tear into him. It was an odd sight to see a clearly larger creature bowing his head to his much shorter, much smaller prince who was in his human form.
“Aron, look at me,” she had to yank his chin in her direction. “Dial b
