Lycan Brothers Want Me
My blood boiled and my heart clenched while the pain throbbing in my head doubled as I struggled to get his grip off my hair.
“Hey, Salvador! I got your little werewolf princess!” the man yelled, and I stopped struggling and looked at Salvador.
Salvador froze and slowly turned around, his shirt and face covered with his blood and that of others.
His eyes flickered to my face, and my heart dropped.
“I didn’t leave the car, I swear!” I blurted foolishly, and his eyes dimmed. His dark gaze moved from me to the man behind me.
“Let her go, Judas, face me instead,” Salvador muttered.