at his mate.
Valor frowned and shook his head. “Isla.” His voice held a warning.
Rynn couldn’t help but smile. As much as Isla could drive her batty, it was reassuring to know that she had someone on her side. Isla was one tough cookie and having her unleashed mouth nearby was a source of confidence.
Suddenly, Rynn felt a penetrating glance. It tickled up her spine and sent cold shivers along her skin. She quickly searched for the source of it and found a woman focused on her intently. This woman, hidden earlier, now stood clear from her Alpha and looked at Rynn with pure revulsion.
She wasn’t averting her gaze from Rynn. She would not give her respect, that much was clear. Her small bright, blue eyes were barely visible through her glare. Her slender features were tight with revulsion. Even her light brown hair, a rough spiky cut, looked pissed.
No one had ever looked at Rynn with such disgust in her life. It took every ounce of strength that lived in her to maintain a steady eye contact. Part of Rynn wanted to run while the other part wanted to knock the woman on her ass. She didn’t deserve to be looked at like this, never asked for any of this. This woman’s look implied that her being attacked, violated and left for dead was her fault. It was enough for her to snap.
Briggs leaned down and whispered in her ear. “What’s upsetting you, darlin’?”
She never dropped her gaze from the woman’s—kept her focus glued to the bitchy wolf. She fought against herself since she promised Briggs she wouldn’t look away and didn’t want to break her word.
Without looking away, she responded, “What do I do if she won’t look away?”
Briggs followed her gaze. In a blink of an eye, chaos erupted around her. A roar ripped through the air as Briggs slammed into his wolf form, taking a protective stance in front of her.
Valor’s hand tightened on Rynn’s shoulder, clearly telling her not to move. As if she could. She desperately wanted to look at Briggs, but the woman hadn’t looked away yet.
Even though she didn’t understand the importance of this, she knew what was happening was serious and something deep within her demanded she keep her gaze glued on this woman.
Just as quickly as Briggs shifted, so did the woman’s Alpha. Rynn feared they would go at each other and was surprised when they didn’t.
Instead of Briggs and the Alpha having a go out of it, the Alpha turned on his woman and growled deep, teeth snarling.
Still, the woman’s gaze never left Rynn as she shifted into wolf form. Her Alpha lunged at her, breaking the connection when he tackled her to the ground. Loud snarls and vicious growls filled the air as the two of them went at it like two rapid dogs.
Instant relief flooded Rynn now that the staring contest was over. She let out a deep breath just as Briggs backed up to stand in front of her.
A big wolf—much bigger than the other Alphas before her—his coat was a mixture of black, grey, and white. His ears, eyes and muzzle all defined by dark black fur, he was just as sexy in wolf-form as he was human.
Seeing him so protective brought a smile to her face. She stepped away from Valor’s grip and settled close to Briggs’ side. She ran a hand along his thick back, needing nothing more than to be close to her Alpha.
At her touch, he glanced at her, his yellow eyes glowed with anger and protectiveness.
Moments later, the commotion silenced. The fight was over as quick as it started.
With a loud yelp, the Alpha pinned his mate to the ground and growled loud above her.
He shifted, returned to his stockbroker self—short blond tousled hair, tailored suit with brown loafers. “My apologizes, Briggs. Nera forgets her place. She will be reminded.”
Briggs returned to two feet in a flash and took Rynn’s hand tight in his own. “See that she is, Rainer.”
Nera’s shift came slower. The anger on her face was fierce and filled with hate, but she never once looked up from the