His Perfect Wolf (Mystic Wolves Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
It had been way too long since he’d been able to see or smell her and an uneasy feeling was taking hold of him. The front door slammed against the wall, making Bronx jump up, and grab Jory. He was a young member of the pack, most definitely a beta, but a good kid. “I need Niall, now. His woman is in trouble.” Jory’s words were rushed. Leaping over the counter, uncaring who saw him, Niall grabbed the wolf by the collar. “Where is she? What’s happened?” Jory’s eyes rounded, the unmistakable smell of fear wafted off of him, but he looked Niall in the face and explained what he knew. Motioning for the rest of his pack to follow, he raced out the same door Jory had come through. His wolf recognized their mate’s blood first, and then the sound of her terrified and pain-filled scream rent the air. Niall reacted without thought, half shifting, hurtling through the streets at blurring speed. Seeing Rickard’s fist raised as if he was going to hit Alaina again, Niall struck the other man squarely in the side, both boots driving Rickard away from Alaina’s prone form.
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