I stand under the hot spray, the water running over my skin, turning red as it washes away the blood of the werewolf who hurt my sister. Images of the club flashing through my mind, my sister’s fear filled gaze as she silently pleaded with me to help her, the screaming as he bit down on her neck against her will.
A loud sob tore from my mouth as my legs give way sending me crashing to the floor of the shower, my arms curling around my legs as I pull them up to my chest.
A crash resonates through the room as Caden’s panic filled voice washes over me, ‘baby?’ he calls out frantically, ‘are you OK?’
I feel the cold breeze of the door opening before I’m wrapped in two sets of strong arms, one on my left, one on my right. My naked body is squeezed between the two muscular warriors, their clo
