Feral Love (Paranormal Alpha Werewolf Shifter Romance)

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die. He snapped his jaw back towards the Wolfden. Those are your wolves, my Alpha. They’ll follow you wherever you lead them. They swore their lives to you. It would be an honor for them to die while saving your mate.
     
    Die and bleed myself dry of supporters, is that what you want, Locke? Blake said nothing but he knew that Locke had a point. Would he still be an Alpha if he could not even defend his own mate?
     
    He knew the answer as plainly as the moon that hung in the sky.
     
    But an Alpha—a true Alpha—knows when would be a time when he is the only fighter. A true Alpha ought to know when to declare war and when to simply walk in and assert his own dominance.
     
    She’s my mate. Not the pack’s. I can do this alone. He said.
     
    Locke cocked his head and growled. Then you’re a bigger fool than I thought.
     
    Blake bared his fangs as the hair bristled on his back. You have a stake in this as well. If I’m not back soon. Call the pack.
     
    He saw the fire burning in Locke’s eyes and knew that the old grey wolf was still his, for a little while at least.
     
    ***
     
    Aaron Van Houten may be strong but he fought like a true collared wolf. The first bite came down on Remy’s back but she pulled away in time that it left only a grazing wound. Pain flared through her as she dug her claws into the snow to better grip herself. Snarling, she launched at Aaron. Her wolf grew all the fiercer from the pain and she felt warm flesh between her teeth. Clamping her jaws down, Remy felt bones crunching and tasted hot blood washing over her tongue.
     
    Aaron yelped and struggled to pull away.
     
    Fool . Her wolf snarled. A strong wolf would have attacked but Aaron was no Alpha at heart. He didn’t have the wild instincts driving his attacks.
     
    Remy released him and pulled back slightly, measuring him for weakness. When he lunged again, she went for the throat. Teeth grazed over fur and skin. For a moment, she thought she’d broken his neck. But when he came scrambling back, she realized she was only tasting the blood that had already pooled in her mouth.
     
    His third lunge found her flank and collared Remy would have shrieked from the pain. But wild Remy only yelped as her paw slipped and she fell headfirst into the snow. Aaron leaped on top of her, pinning her down into the cold as his maw opened wide for the kill.
     
    She kicked in desperation, clawing at his soft belly but the fangs descended, slashing at her throat. She turned and felt the pain ripping at the thick muscles, missing the great vein. The pain was unbelievable! For a half second her world went white and Remy snapped her jaw blindly.
     
    Her teeth found something wet and soft. Clamping down as hard as she could, Remy heard a loud howl of pain and saw Aaron stumbling away, his ear torn into bloody ribbons.
     
    Now! Go! Taking her chance, Remy darted through the snow into the distant trees. Blake… she thought. She’d felt him trying to reach her during the fight but didn’t dare speak to him lest it broke her concentration.
     
    She spared a single look over her shoulder. Aaron had shifted back to his human form by then, holding his bloodied face in his hands. He tried to run after her but she was too fast. But she still heard him bellowing in the snow.
     
    “Run! Run back to your savage, you whore! You’ll pay for this! Your parents! Your savage friend! They’ll all pay for what you’ve done!”
     
    ***
     
    He felt her in his mind before he saw her silver fur dashing through the snow. His wolf sighed with relief when she said his name. Blake Christensen picked up his speed. Her scent was rich in the air but there was something else there. The slight hint of copper that had filled his mouth in their moment of passion.
     
    When they finally reached each other, he recoiled at the sight of her. Caked blood dripped from the wounds on her flank, her neck, and her teeth.
     
    Are you okay? He nuzzled her and licked at the

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