Protecting The Enemy Alpha's Baby
"You'll have to tear my heart out of my chest first!"
"I was hoping you'd say that," Lewis sneered, his own posture shifting, his shoulders bulking up as the golden, terrifying aura of a lion Alpha erupted from his chest, clashing violently against my storm-like pressure.
The two lionesses and three male warriors behind him drew their heavy, curved blades, the steel ringing loudly in the tense silence. Around the garden, thirty Dern pack guards instantly unsheathed their weapons, forming a wall of steel between the intruders and the royal family.