8. My She-wolf?

Henry

“Niki, baby, get inside and ask Marion to teleport you all away. There is an insane mutt here!”

He told the little witch as she looked between us, startled, pale, wide-eyed, I could hear her ragged breath.

“You know that we won’t ever leave you, hot pants!” she replied after gulping hard.

“He’s just one dog, I can put him down with ease.”

While he was distracted talking to her, I ran through the door full-speed passing by the witch and making her lose balance and almost fall. My mate was all that mattered, and I knew she was in that room.

When I entered the bedroom, my gaze fell immediately on her sleeping form. I didn’t need to look at her eyes to know she was mine; I was drawn to her, attracted by a magnetic, overwhelming force.

“Mine!” Knight and I claimed in unison, our voice deep, guttural, coming from a primal place within my soul.

I passed by a startled blond she-dragon and scooped my mate in my arms, sniffing her beautiful locks of light brown hair and breathing her