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I guess those porno books she read taught her something. That’s right. I knew all about the steamy little books she delved into. Sweet little Violet had no clue how close she was, and in her ignorance, managed to say the one thing that would send me straight off the edge. “What about your wolf, Hael. Doesn’t he want me?” Every animal instinct I had that had once lay dormant now flared to life, each one awakening the next. Before I could blink a wildfire had broken out and my control slipped, fluttering in the breeze and carried away with each sizzling ember.

JAMES I woke up in a vast field of vibrant wildflowers, their delicate petals brushing against my skin as a gentle breeze whispered through the air. Initially, confusion washed over me, for I was certain I should have been somewhere else. Yet, lying there among the blossoms, gazing up at the expanse of the cerulean sky, a sense of pure bliss enveloped me. I wanted to stay there forever. It felt like heaven.

Practically howling in my ears. The crowd parted around me as a very naked man–The Savage himself–got up from the street and stalked straight toward me. My body immediately heated up, and my heart went haywire. As he paused inches from me with a deep scowl set on his bloody face, it was then that I understood what my wolf was trying to tell me. The Savage was my mate. Oh. My… A wild excitement pulsed through me, and I managed a slight, shaky smile. I had dreamed about what my mate would look like. Never in my wildest dreams had I…

I stopped in my tracks when I noticed two rogue wolves cornering Violet up against a tree trunk, growling at her and baring their sharp canines with intent to kill their prey. Without wasting time I lunged at the rogues who were a second away from descending on Violet. Sia’s sharp claws pierced the rogue and with her elongated canines, she bit the other rogue tossing them against the rough earth. I scanned the bloody mess of the lifeless rogues on the ground, and yet many rogues came out from the woods. I felt my anger and frustration rise all the more within me as I went for the closest rogue, pierced my claws, and pulled out his heart. I struck my feet in the puddle of his blood that gushe

The woman stepped forward first, fingers trailing down Lila’s arm. “Beautiful,” she murmured. “We’ve been looking for someone exactly like you.” The man moved behind Lila, hands settling possessively on her hips. “Safe word?” he asked, lips brushing her ear. Lila swallowed. Voice barely a whisper. “Red.” He chuckled darkly. “Good girl.” The woman’s hand slid to the zipper at the back of Lila’s dress. “Then let’s begin.”

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 3 - Tyler and **Rescue** Tyler pov The scent trail led deeper into wilderness territory—lawless lands between pack borders where rogues gathered and pack law held no authority. Dangerous. Deadly. Exactly where they'd want to take a kidnapped wolf. My wolf pushed harder, faster, ignoring the burn in my muscles, the exhaustion trying to drag me down. Through the faint, suppressed bond, I could feel Mandy—unconscious but alive. Terrified before she'd blacked out.

The bike leaped forward, tires spitting gravel, carrying her into the dark road that led away from everything she had ever known. In the rear-view mirror, the wild roses at the edge of the trees seemed to lean after her, as if whispering a promise she couldn’t quite hear yet. She didn’t look back again. But she knew, with every beat of her broken heart, that this wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning of the hunt for the rogue that had killed her mate. She drew a bitter breath as the scrape of a chair shifted her back to reality. She was frozen, standing behind the bar, staring at a face she once thought she knew so well.

Practically howling in my ears. The crowd parted around me as a very naked man–The Savage himself–got up from the street and stalked straight toward me. My body immediately heated up, and my heart went haywire. As he paused inches from me with a deep scowl set on his bloody face, it was then that I understood what my wolf was trying to tell me. The Savage was my chosen mate. Oh. My… A wild excitement pulsed through me, and I managed a slight, shaky smile. I had dreamed about what my mate would look like. Never in my wildest dreams had I—

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

She put her hands over her eyes to block it out, and tried to pull herself together. She had to grab onto the last, ragged, fluttering shred of her independent Will and run, far and fast. She couldn't let herself be taken Over, swept away, because he was her mate. For God's sake, the man had just fucked her practically senseless, and she still wanted him. She doubled over with a strangled laugh and pressed her face against her knees. After three short days with Jacob, the whole werewolf story, which had seemed so apocalyptic, was blotted practically out of her mind. The memory now had a tinny sense of distance, like a scary but more or less insignificant movie she had seen somewhere, a long