Worth Fighting For
Levi’s steps immediately froze, but he refused to face the man.
“Oliver always said we would return at 34. I never understood what he meant, but then I figured out he was talking about a place, not an age.”
“Where?”
Levi heard Patrick rise to his feet from behind him, but refused to look back.
“Tell me what you are and I will tell you.”
With those short words, Levi’s control snapped.
Patrick was on the ground in a second, Levi’s large, gray and white wolf snarling over him. He bared his teeth and growled lowly, getting right in Patrick’s face.