The Lycan's Runaway Bride
Atwood and his injured pack member, who I now recognize as Noah, lift their heads to look at me as well, and while the Bears are turned toward me, he helps Noah stand.
Three Lycans, and three Bears.
“Should we have a little snack before the main course?” one of the Bears says. They start to approach me.
“Ruby, run,” Atwood says using our mindlink.
I stand my ground, hackles raised and teeth bared.
“She’s got blood on her muzzle,” another one of the Bears says as they approach me. “How cute.”
Behind them, Atwood and Noah stalk forward, preparing to pounce.
“If you want me,” I say, “come and get me.”
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