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hand down Ian’s arm. His own wolf snapped at the chains he kept it secured in. Hair sprouted along his cheeks as his nose lengthened into a muzzle. He tightened the manacles, putting a chokehold on his animal. Shifting was not an option until he could utter the challenge. He took a few calming breaths. “Alpha Ian Blaidd, I challenge your position. A fight to the death on the next full moon, four days from now.” He dropped his hand and whispered. “You will die.”
    There was a swift intake of breath; the sentries looked at each other before turning to peer at him. One of them backed away before he took off running. No doubt the young guard was going in search of Matos. Publically done, there was no way his father could decline and save face. Boris hugged his brothers and gently pulled them away from the scene unfolding.
    Reana had moved down a few steps, she gripped the bannister in a white-knuckled grip. He couldn’t read her features. She’d schooled them into a cool mask of indifference. It didn’t matter the two people he should love were the ones he hated the most, and Boris was doing as he was told, protecting his brothers.
    “You don’t mean that.” The timbre of Reana’s voice trembled. “Take back your challenge, Colin, now.”
    “Not on your life. I meant every word.” He refused to stare at her any longer and returned his gaze to his father. “Great White Wolf my ass.”
    Ian’s normally unflappable persona was cracking. His skin had taken on a ruddy hue along his cheekbones. The scent of iron wafted up to Colin’s nose. He glanced down. Ian had formed tight fists at his side; his claws cut into his palm and drops of blood splattered on the floor near the polished toes of his shoes.
    “I am Alpha!” The words exploded through his father’s lips.
    “You are a dead wolf walking!” Colin exhaled. “And I will be the one to put you down. Four days, old man, get your affairs in order.” He twisted on his heel and stomped toward Reana. “You and I, wife, we have a lot to talk about.”
    She backed up, and panic filled her eyes. Her gaze darted between him and Ian. He waited a few moments, and when his father did nothing he continued on.
    He sprinted up the stairs two at a time and grabbed her by the arm, rushing her backward. Her arm twisted in his grasp as she tumbled and he yanked her up. The heel of her slippers caught in the carpet and the shoes slipped off her feet.
    “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” She clawed at his fingers.
    Colin stalked to their bedroom with Reana in tow. He used his foot to slam the door behind them, hefted her up, and tossed her on the bed. Her sleek housedress flounced around her ankles. She scurried to the center of the bed and pulled her legs under her. Strands of her black hair fell forward into her face. Her wolf cautiously watched him; he could see the beast staring back at him through her vivid green eyes.
    “All I want to know is are Rhys and Myka mine?” He stood at the foot of the bed and crossed his arms.
    Confusion etched her features as her brows drew together. She didn’t answer right away. Instead, she pushed her hair out of her face, rose to her knees, and met his gaze with an equally frigid one. “You think I don’t know about that black bitch. She doesn’t have an animal and yet you sniff at her ass like you’re the bitch in heat.”
    “Changing the subject doesn’t answer the question.” He gave her his back and marched to the closet. After swinging the  the doors open, he yanked their suitcase from the top shelf and tore her clothes of the hangers.
    “W-what are you doing?” she stuttered. “Wait! Of course they are yours. Who else could our boys belong to?
    “I’ve decided it doesn’t matter; no matter what kind of bitch their mother is…the boys are mine. I want a divorce.” He kicked the lid to the case open and dropped the items in it. “I don’t care where you go but you are getting the hell out of here