Fighting Fate
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"You're brave, little one. Unmated I assume?"
Ben's snarl ripped through the air and he jerked me back behind him. He was shaking, anger rolling off him in boiling waves. His words seethed shakily out of gritted teeth,
"Take us to your alpha, before I rip you limb from fucking limb."
The man's eyebrows rose, "watch it, boy, let's not get the roles reversed, I believe you are the ones who are surrounded."
Dante stepped forward now, placing a hand on Bens's shoulder, I wasn't sure if it was to calm him down, or hold him back.