He slid over to the bed, the muscles in his jaw bunching tight as he watched the big silver wolf sit right beside me. Nikolai was as protective and possessive of me as I was him. But with him it was instinct, not choice, my mate loved and claimed me completely, body and soul. Kyle had been brainwashed somehow, as he stared down the large beast. Ky shook his head and kept speaking, ignoring him. " Ye know wha’ tha’ means. Ya keep sayin’ it, we ‘ere ye a’ready.” Not-Kyle c****d his raven head at me. His finger was warm and I started to get an odd feeling. One that made me wary and defensive, yet craving to run.
I gripped the fur of both wolves and we blinked across the room facing Not Ky. His breathing hitched for a moment, not much just enough for the wolves and I to notice, before his gaz
