Basically, I’d punched a one-way ticket to crazy town right alongside these two testosterone-riddled males. Joy.
Kane drew himself up to his full height and towered over Shane. As soon as their eyes met, it was as if whatever spell held Shane frozen dissolved, and the steel-gray wolf crumpled to the ground under the power in Kane’s eyes.
The darker wolf’s lips were pulled back in a ferocious threat, saliva dripping from the wicked canines onto Shane’s snout. The seconds stretched long and tense, and I held my breath as Shane made his decision.
If he didn’t submit, I had no doubt that Kane would rip his throat out, right here, and right now.
The only other wound I likely couldn’t fix on a wolf. I balled my hands into fists, probably pulling some of Kane’s hair, but he didn’t flinch, his
