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*Maverick*

My body shakes with pure violence. Feral alpha or not, this fucking asshole doesn’t stand a chance against me. Not in this state, not when murder is the only thing on my mind. He has touched what is mine, a pain that is a thousand times worse than any pain imaginable. Tatum lays limp in his arms, her eyes red rimmed and her face smeared with blood.

“Mav, it wasn’t him. Alpha Kit helped me.” she forces out, like she is in pain.

Her hand reaches out, and the Alpha male steps closer, offering her to me. Without hesitation, I fold her into me, my wolf whining at having her safely in our arms. I can’t help but press my head into her neck, her scent marred by that of blood and someone else. I growl, looking up and scanning the room, only to find a limp body to my right.

“Was it him?” I ask her, locking my eyes with her and she frowns, a small nod verifying the body was her assailant.

“He is dead.” Alpha Kit says when I notice the head on the floor, eyes wide with surprise. Good.
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tyebug2015
Ah, that makes more sense. Their escort was the gama, and the pain triggered Mav. thanks for posting a little early.
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