*Brooklyn’s POV*
“Anne, I’m sorry.” I said as I stepped forward, but Liam moved in front of me, blocking my view of her.
“Let me get closer.” I whispered to Liam as I placed my hands on his chest to calm him down. I can feel his tension through the mate bond.
I sidestepped away from him a bit, giving me a bit of a glimpse of Anne just in time to see her canines elongate.
The anger I felt at that moment was enough for Ivory to push forward. What was weird was that my mind and hers were one at that moment. Like her thoughts and decisions were mine too.
I pushed Liam to the side just in time to prevent her from sinking her fangs into his neck. No one touches what’s mine!
I kicked her right across the chest just as I lifted my hands to rip her canines off.
“You fūcking bītch!” She
