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sticking her bottom lip out in a pout.
    “You will,” he promised. He just hoped he could keep it.
    Kyle looked at him questioningly before shrugging and leading Bree to the bed. Once on their knees, they held hands and looked over to him.
    Shawn was trying his best to stay in control. It was hard to keep his wolf back. For the first time in his life, his grip of control was slipping beyond his ability to manage. Any minute he could turn into a fully aroused wolf. Never had that happened to him but he’d heard stories of others. He couldn’t chance hurting one of his mates so he was staying back.
    “Shawn,” Kyle called to him holding out his free hand.
    His entire body shook with need. He bit his lip and took several deep breaths, his gaze locked with Kyle’s the entire time. When it was clear he wasn’t moving, Kyle started to move towards him.
    “Don’t,” he snapped. He couldn’t do it. He would hurt one of them. He was a monster who couldn’t control himself.
    Kyle frowned but stopped his approach.
    “I…” He wanted to explain but he couldn’t. He was supposed to be the strong one. The one that took care of his mates. How would he be able to do that when he couldn’t even protect them from himself? Without meaning to, he took a step away from them.
    Bree gasped and he glanced over and saw the confusion and hurt on her face.
    Shit, he was fucking this up! He rubbed his hand roughly over his face. He had to do something, and his head was telling him it was to run.
    “He’s panicking,” Kyle said so softly, he was barely able to hear. Bree covered her breasts with her arm and sat hiding her body.
    Damn, damn, damn, that’s not what he wanted. He shook his head and opened his mouth but nothing would come out. Ignoring his earlier command, Kyle was now standing next to the bed.
    “I… maybe I should go,” Bree suggested.
    “No!” he roared. He couldn’t let her get away. They had just found her.
    Bree flinched and Shawn dropped his head, unable to look at her any longer. He didn’t deserve her. He didn’t deserve either of them.
    With a heavy heart, he took several steps to the bedroom door. They would be better off without him. They’d still have each other to love and he wouldn’t be able to hurt either.
    It had spiralled out of control so quickly. One minute, he was enjoying Kyle and Bree expressing themselves , showing off for him, and then came the overwhelming urge to slam them down on the bed and fuck them. Claim them. Make them his.
    His eyes started to water. He was a bastard. He didn’t try to make eye contact with either, just bolted for the door.
     

Chapter Ten
     
     
     
    Kyle slammed the door just before Shawn was able to get to it. His mate skidded to a stop right before collided into it.
    Shawn actually looked frightened.
    Kyle reached out to him and Shawn scrambled back. What the hell ? he wondered.
    “You’re not leaving me again,” Kyle told him. “I let you go once and it’s not happening this time.”
    Once out of reach of arm distance, Shawn fell to his knees.
    “You promised me,” Kyle accused. Even to his own ears he heard the hurt. “You swore you would always be with me.”
    Shawn started to shake and Kyle studied him. Once he pushed the hurt aside, he realised this wasn’t about Shawn running. Shawn was scared.
    “What’s going on?” Kyle asked, concerned.
    “I can’t do this…” Shawn admitted, his breath coming out faster than normal.
    Kyle lowered himself to his knees so he mirrored Shawn. “Tell me.”
    Shawn shook his head but Kyle wasn’t having any of that. Something had frightened his mate.
    “Tell me,” he demanded.
    “I can’t…my wolf…” Shawn started and swallowed hard. “I can’t control myself. I want you and Bree so bad…I…I might hurt you.”
    Kyle almost laughed at the whispered confusion, barely able to bite it back. The thought that Shawn would hurt him or Bree … It was ridiculous. “No, you won’t hurt us,”