Alpha Ridge
He wasn’t fully shifted back yet, he still had his canines out, claws for hands and fur on most of his skin, but he was standing on two legs.
“She needs you Zach, you can end this, PLEASE,” I begged.
He looked back at me, then looked at his opponent. Ridge walked toward him and Beth yelled and moaned. Everyone was now crowded around her. I immediately had horrible flashbacks of she-wolves going into heat at Blood Claw. It was vicious and barbaric. Unmated males would kill for the chance to take the she-wolf as his own.
“Truce man, I don’t want either of us to die. Go to your mate, she needs you,” Ridge said, holding his hand out.
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