THE ALPHA’S FATED MATE
My paws hit the dirt hard, and I barreled into the first rogue that lunged for Blaire, sinking my teeth into his shoulder and throwing him aside.
Blaire stood behind me, her emerald eyes blazing. She didn’t flinch, even as the battle roared around us. She was afraid — I could smell it — but she didn’t let it control her.
Jacob’s wolf locked eyes with mine, and for a split second, the world narrowed to just the two of us. Alpha to Alpha.
He lunged first.
Our bodies collided with a force that shook the ground beneath us. His teeth snapped inches from my throat, but I twisted, slamming him down. He was fast — faster than I expected — and he rolled us over, pinning me beneath his weight.
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