The Alpha’s human mate
But the blow never came.
The heavy oak door exploded inward.
Shards of wood flew across the room like shrapnel. Tristan tackled me to the ground, using my body to shield his own from the debris. I hit the floor hard, my head bouncing off the rug.
A low, guttural growl filled the room. It vibrated in my teeth.
I looked up, coughing through the dust.
Blake stood in the doorway.
He wasn't a wolf, but he wasn't entirely human either. His eyes were glowing a violent, radioactive silver. His canines were extended, sharp enough to tear through bone. He was shirtless, his chest heaving, and his skin was flushed with the heat of his shift.
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