Chapter 5
The sight of blood blossoming through Annette Vogel’s shirt had Mars Donner reacting like the wounded bear he was. His woman. His mate of less than a handful of minutes… and she’d been shot. While in his care.
Rage and fear, two of the most powerful motivators in Christendom, fueled his shift. Seeing the red spread, the spidery webs of lifeblood seeping through the white cotton, made the agonizing moments of the shift seem effortless. Gone were the feelings of pain as his muscles contorted, his bones broke, his spinal cord elongated, and tufts of thick fur sprouted through each pore. He felt nothing. Not a bit of it. His bear could only roar out his fury, using the agony to fuel his roar.
The sound of an enraged beast howled through the clubhouse. It echoed and chimed down the
