Bryan's POV:
"Hey Bryan?" I hear her call from her front porch just as I'm getting into my car.
"Yeah?" I respond, not sure what she is thinking, feeling, or even where this is going. Seeing her fear broke me. I didn't mean to come across as a jerk, but I've been fighting rogues since I was ten, so battles don't phase me. I failed to realize how this would affect her. I was an i***t in that regard. I even felt her fear, but pushed it away to focus on defeating the mangy mutt of a rogue. How did they find this place? How did they invade our territory? How dare they threaten my mate!
"Call me later?" she shouts from her porch.
I couldn't suppress the smile rising on my face. "Definitely!" I shout. I watch her go into her house as I sit behind the wheel of my green Dodge charger. "Phew!
