My eyes drank in her beauty, unable to look away, even as confusion clouded her face. She looked lost, bewildered even, clearly unsure of what was happening or why it was happening. But then, I caught it, the flicker of recognition in her gaze as she scanned the three of us. She must have heard her wolf whisper the word 'mates.'
That word alone made my wolf, Shura, bristle with agitation. The possessiveness surged through us. The idea of sharing what was ours made his fur stand on end. A low snarl escaped my lips, and I snapped my jaws to the side in warning, silently daring the other two to come closer. I didn't look away from her, but I made my message clear: back off.
But they didn't.
And then I caught a scent that made my blood boil.
My head jerked to the side, eyes narrowing with fury as realization hit me like a blow to the gut.
Levi.
