Ruby's POV
Jake lunged.
I turned
Too late.
His hand caught my cloak, yanking me backward with bone-jarring force. I slammed into the ground, my elbow cracking against stone.
Pain ripped through me.
My vision blurred.
“Stop fighting,” Jake growled, standing over me like a wolf about to crush its prey. “You’re coming home.”
“No,” I breathed.
He grabbed my arm, fingers digging into my wrist.
“You’re everything of mine,” he hissed. “Especially what you carry.”
His gaze dropped to my stomach, and my blood turned to ice.
“I was never yours.”
“I said—”
A blur slammed into him from the side.
A snarl.
Teeth.
Claws.
Jake crashed backward with a curse.
Evie.
She was on him like a shadow made of fury, teeth bared, her wolf form half-shifted. Her claws raked his shoulder, tearing f
