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enemy.
    The glimmer of moonlight reflecting off wolf eyes was the only evidence of an impending attack. They were ready.
    One of Rockford’s wolves finally made an aggressive move, snarling and lashing out with razor-sharp teeth. Garret began to brawl, both wolves rearing up and rolling on the forest floor in a vicious tangle. As the other moved in, Evan and his pack mates leapt out of their hiding places and set their targets on any and all Rockford wolves. They’d made the first move, so now they had to deal with Gregor strength and training.
    His lips were pulled high off his teeth as he snapped and growled. Evan didn’t hold back, throwing his body weight forward without worry of injury. He wasn’t sure what the fuck was happening at the camp. Who was the enemy? The longer Evan engaged in the violent clash, the more his feral side dominated. His desire for blood and death blinded him…just as it had when he was an adolescent.
    Cassidy. He couldn’t stay here and fight when she needed saving. His pack mates were capable of handling themselves, so he made the decision to break away from his pack. It was the perfect time to explore with all attention diverted to the fight.
    He roamed through the darkness, keeping concealed by stockpiles of logs and outbuildings. Several truck engines had come to life as the loggers scrambled to vacate the camp. Cassidy could be in one of those trucks. As the first truck navigated the narrow path leading to the main road, he leapt up at the open passenger window.
    “These wolves are mad!” shouted the human male. “Hit the fucking gas!”
    Since Evan couldn’t scent his woman, he backed away, watching the truck’s rear lights bob up and down in the darkness.
    “If you’re looking for the girl, I know where she is.”
    No human could sneak up on him. It was the reason he knew he was dealing with a Rockford. He turned around, flashing his fangs. Ryder Rockford didn’t look afraid. He was his alpha’s brother, so held high position in his pack.
    Evan circled the man, taking slow, measured steps. As much as he’d like to stay in his fur, he had to find out if Ryder was telling the truth. He willed the change to envelop his body, his fur receding as he returned to his human form. Only now did he notice the sharp chill in the air.
    “Don’t play games with me,” he warned.
    “My brother’s confused. He thinks he loves your human. Wants her for our pack.”
    He was not expecting this revelation. It would be simpler if he just had to rescue Cassidy from human loggers. This was so much more complicated. He blamed that bastard Corbin for moving in on their woman. He also blamed his own alpha for not claiming her properly.
    “She’s taken. He knows this.”
    Ryder shrugged. “Then go get her. I have no use for a full-time female.”
    “Where is she?”
    “I expect my brother’s taking her home to our land.”
    Of all the women in the world, Corbin had to set his sights on the one taken by a rival pack. Corbin was truly losing his fucking mind. He knew they should have finished him the last time he’d stolen Cassidy.
    He didn’t stick around to talk any longer. He was thankful Ryder told him what he needed to know, but he didn’t respect him for exposing his own kin. Evan leapt forward, landing on two paws. He’d cross enemy lines today—no permission, no backing down. As much as he wanted to rip those loggers to shreds for threatening his mate and coloring his past in shades of gray, he ran from the camp. It was time for him to take a stand, to make a difference.

Chapter Eight
     
    “So, what do you think?” Corbin opened the passenger side of the truck for her. She stepped out into the hushed surroundings. The Rockford miners lived a lot more civilized than her men. The house was a modest bungalow made of split logs, but it was large and appeared to have modern touches. A light fixture on either side of the main door highlighted the cobblestone path leading to the