Chapter 32

Aaron growled.

The shifters from Charlie’s. So they had been here all along.

One of them held Keyah’s arms behind her back, while the other advanced upon Aaron.

Aaron bared his teeth, his canines lengthening menacingly; deep growls were emanating from within his chest. It wasn’t his wolf growling, but himself. His wolf was mad as hell too. Aaron told him to get in line. Without even looking at the male advancing toward him, he landed a fist on his mouth, his gaze fixed on the one holding Keyah captive.

The male who had the misfortune of connecting with Aaron’s fist fell to the ground clutching his mouth. Lifting his foot high up in the ground, he brought it down hard on the man’s stomach, making him double over with pain.

Aaron’s eyes never left the shifter who had dared to touch Keyah.

“Let. Her. Go.”

“Stop. Stop right there. All I want to do is talk,” the shifter said, taking a step back, dragging Keyah with him.

“Let. Her. Go,” Aaron repeated, advancing upon the shifter.

“I’ll hurt