Chapter 15.
BRAD’S WOLF WAS LITERALLY vibrating just beneath the surface and as he heard a movement behind him and metal scrape against the table, he twisted and saw Marcus picking up a kitchen knife. A look of pure evil on his face.
Hell no.
The wolf, one he hadn’t sensed before, leapt forward to attack.
He shifted as he ran, his own flesh tearing and muscles lengthening in a new way. He jumped on Marcus with a strength he’d never known and knocked him flat. He sunk his teeth into the flesh of Marcus’s shoulder. Hot blood flooded between his teeth and bone’s cracked. Marcus screamed out in a high-pitched wail.
There was a huge commotion around him and Grayson was there, snapping and growling at the others. Protecting him.
Don’t kill him.
Brad unlocked his jaws and stepped away slow
