The moment I heard that possessive growl behind me, I knew something was wrong. I turned around, and before I could react, a strong pair of hands lifted me off the ground. He pressed his lips against mine in a brutal forceful kiss, but I didn’t kiss back. His grip was too tight, and his lips too demanding, like he would literally swallow me whole. He pulled back slightly, his dark eyes boring into mine as he growled, “Mine… my mate… Mine!”
I struggled against him, trying to break free, but he was too strong. My eyes flickered up to see his face, and for a moment, I was struck by how handsome he was. Dark, tousled hair framed a chiseled face, and his eyes were deep, almost hypnotic. But I shook off the feeling, refusing to get carried away. I turned my head, seeking help from Billy and Bob
