Henrique had bolted the moment he smelt Dorian’s scent all over Kit. He saw red and there was not a single being in this town that was going to stop him from tearing Dorian’s head from his shoulders. Dorian was walking to the vampire headquarters with three other vampires when Henrique, Antonne and Felix caught up to him. Dorian and the other vampires turned to see the three werewolves staring at them, anger and hate in their eyes. Dorian raised an eyebrow as he stared at them, the other vampires taking up fighting stances as they sized the young werewolves up.
“You dare to put your filthy hands on my mate.” Henrique growled so low that had Dorian not been a supernatural being, he wouldn't have heard him. Dorian smirked at Henrique.
“Kit is my mate.” He snarled as he bared his fangs a
