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just be upfront with her about what’s going on? About my role in my pack?”

    Damon kissed the worry from her chin. “I can talk to her.”

    “She can choose another Draco to fight. It doesn’t have to be you.”

    Of course it did.Deep down, Sasha had to know it.

    “You can tell her that after tonight, you’ll forget about me, about us. Convince the queen of that and your Draco family will be waiting for you with open arms.”

    Family.

    Sasha made him feel more at home than any Draco family he’d ever known.

    “Okay,” he said, and although his hands felt like they were made of lead, he returned them to his side.

    She nodded slowly, her eyes sparkling a breathtaking shade of amethyst. “Okay.”

    A deep, bellowing werewolf howl splintered the stillness of his cave. Sasha moved in a graceful blur. She threw herself into her pants and zipped her coat up to her neck, leaving her corset and shredded panties on the floor.

    Damon didn’t bother with clothes.

    A werewolf had entered his home…and had signed its own death warrant.

    Damon charged into the living room and stopped short of running full force at the giant werewolf salivating all over his bearskin rug, when Sasha put a hand on his shoulder from behind.

    “Wait!” she yelled, though Damon wasn’t sure if the command was meant for him or the seven-foot-tall hairball.

    Muscles twitching, begging to shift, Damon stalked around the edge of the room to get a better angle on the intruder. The beast of a wolf followed, mirroring Damon’s moves, circling near the stove.

    “Gordon, you need to stand down.” Sasha put herself between the two of them, arms spread to her sides. “If you’ve come on Kenyon’s command, you can go back and tell him I’m fine. This Draco didn’t hurt me. Let’s all just cool off.”

    Damon didn’t know the reason the sack of fur barged into his cave, but he doubted the whole thing could be solved with a friendly handshake. This Gordon fellow came for more than Sasha. He came for blood.

    The werewolf growled, its back rolling with thick mounds of gray fur. Its eyes were glowing and wide, like two plump oranges had wedged themselves in his eye sockets. And its fangs were grotesquely long, resembling saber-tooth tusks rather than the jagged chompers Damon had spotted on other wolves.

    “Doesn’t look like Fur Ball speaks your language, Sasha,” Damon said, as adrenaline sparked in his veins and ratcheted down his arms. He studied the way the wolf moved. It seemed to be favoring its right back leg, putting less weight on it than the others. And though its head was massive—bigger than a boulder and probably as solid as stone—Damon bet he could find a weakness somewhere.

    “Because there’s a lady present,” Damon said, circling in front of the door to block the wolf’s exit, “I’ll give you two seconds to shift back to Were form. Then, and only then, will I let you walk out of my cave.”

    With a growl that rumbled the floor, the wolf lurched into the center of the room, shoulders curled, ready to fight. He was so large that with a single jump, the arch of his back would brush the ceiling.

    “Or I can drag your hairy carcass out. No scales off my snout.” Damon harnessed the shifting energy surging through him and pushed outward, blowing through his Draco form.

    “No! Don’t!” Sasha yelled, running to Damon’s side.

    But it was too late.

    Wings exploded from his back. Scales cloaked his skin. Talons curled out from his fingertips. Strength pulsed through him, hardening him. But he couldn’t fight yet. Sasha was dangerously close. If she got hurt, Damon would never forgive himself.

    He nudged Sasha into the kitchen with his wing and pushed her behind the stone slab table. She fought hard, throwing her entire body into him and screaming at them to stop, but her cries fell on deaf ears.

    Wolf Boy Gordon didn’t come to talk.

    He came to die.

    Using every burst of speed and strength he had