“Oh, you’ve had it now.” She stared up at him, her eyes dark, glittering wildly with lust and defiance.
“He’ll hunt you down like a dog.”
“Wrong species, darling.” He smiled slow and sure.
She narrowed her eyes on him as he stripped the shirt from his back.
“Asshole,” she muttered, her breathing becoming harsh, heavy as he kicked the leather moccasins from
his feet.
“Mine.” He growled.
Her eyes widened as he stripped his pants from his body, his cock springing free, hard, jutting. He
watched her nipples harden further beneath her shirt.
“I’m not yours,” she bit out, her protest weak.
“Take your clothes off, Merinus,” he told her softly. “If I attempt it, I’ll tear them from your body. You
should have never run from me.”
“Should I just wait around—”
“Take the fucking clothes off before I rip them from you,” he threatened her again, his fists clenched as
he fought the urge to do just that.
“I don’t want you.” But she did. He could smell her want, feel it in the heat radiating from her body.
“Now.” He made a move toward her, satisfaction filling every pore in his body as her shirt came off
quickly, then her shorts.
She was naked. Gloriously, beautifully naked. She stared up at him, flushed and furious, her breathing
harsh in the sudden silence of the glade.
“Kane will come for me,” she warned him darkly. “Him and the rest. He won’t let you keep me like
this.”
“He’ll have to find you first,” he told her softly, smiling with his victory as he came toward her. “And I
promise you, he won’t find—”
Stars exploded in front of his eyes as her foot connected with his balls. He blinked, fought the onrush of
bile rising in his throat, and fought for breath as he fell to the ground.
Fuck. That hurt. He wheezed, fighting for breath, aware of the jerkiness of her movements as she pulled
her clothes back on. She was weak, her body trembling, the need pouring through her making her
clumsy. Son of a bitch, she was going to want for a while. Then she was off and running again.
Callan pulled himself weakly to his feet, fighting for breath and mentally cursing the little bitch for
everything she was worth. Or wasn’t at that moment. Damn her. He was going to tan her hide.
He jerked his jeans from the ground, intent on stepping into them when he heard her scream. Terror
filled the sound. He dropped his pants and with more than a little pain, sprinted after her, fury rising inside
him once again. He’d kill whoever scared her. Then by God, she would pay for this little stunt.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Dayan had her. He wasn’t touching her, but he didn’t have to. His face was a mask of fury, his lips
pulled back in a snarl, his incisors showing as he growled out another warning at her. His eyes seemed to
glow, his body tense and ready for attack. Merinus was on the ground again, scooting back desperately
as he advanced on her.
“Callan,” her scream ricocheted around the clearing as Dayan reached for her.
Callan acted on instinct. He saw the intent in Dayan’s face, the twisted fury and hunger that raged in the
other man. He launched himself at him, a savage snarl erupting from his throat as he tackled the other
man.
Callan had known killing rage only one time before. The haze of blood before his eyes, the need for
death in his tense muscles as he threw Dayan away from Merinus, the savage snarl of fury should have
been enough to warn the other man. Instead, Dayan rolled to his feet, facing the proclaimed head of the
pride, snarling in defiance.
Callan narrowed his eyes, seeing the blood in Dayan’s eyes, and knew the time had come to reassert his
supremacy within the Pride they had established.
* * * * *
Merinus watched in growing horror as the other man challenged Callan. He was younger, both men
were in superb condition and ready to fight.
“Oh, shit,” she whispered, coming to her feet, backing away slowly.
“Taber,” Callan called out, never taking his eyes from Dayan. “Don’t you fucking touch her.”
Merinus looked around desperately. The quiet, black haired Taber emerged from the trees, his jade
green eyes concerned as he watched the other two men.
“Don’t make me touch you, Merinus,” he warned her as she turned to run in the opposite direction. “It
wouldn’t be pleasant for either of us.”
A scream of fury echoed through the clearing. Merinus swung around just in time to see Dayan go flying
over Callan’s shoulder to hit the ground hard. He came up quickly though, launching himself at Callan