Jax stepped back and tried to rein his beast in, but his heart was pounding, and his head was still trying to process what he had just done.
And Cain, the bastard, he was raring to go. He had a mate to mark and enemies to rip apart, in no particular order.
“It was you,” Layla whispered.
Behind him, the sound of footsteps pulled his attention away. Dylan and his warriors were running up the stairs. s**t! His door lay on the floor, and he couldn’t stop his shift. Like a newly shifted pup, his beast had taken all the control from him.
He had to stop. If they saw Cain, then he would never be able to lie that Layla didn’t know the truth.
‘I’ll kill them all,’ Cain growled. ‘And then you won’t have to hide her from anyone.’
‘They will take her from us!’
“Hide, Layla,” he growled before
