Mick POV“Damn,” I muttered under my breath, watching from the top of the hill overlooking the training field while Chloe sparred with one of the warriors below. He was three times her size, but she was able to beat him in just a few moves. She tossed him over her shoulder like a sack of flour. He hasn’t gotten back up yet and looks to be having a hard time breathing. She’s just standing with her hip out, looking cocky and very sexy in her little training shorts and one of my tank tops.This has been our routine the past three days. Chloe would wake up extra early to train with the warriors and I would watch from the hill.Being a warrior suits her as well as being a Luna. Watching her the past couple of days as she interacted with the pack, bridging the gap between them and our Broom StiXXX family, I can see more than ever why the goddess fated her to be a Luna twice. She hasn’t agreed to mate my brother yet, but I can already see that she would be an asset to him and the pack.“So t

Miles POV “Where?!” Ivar demanded the guards the moment he took control. “Southeast border, by the highway,” Oscar, one of my head guards replied. “The guest that beat the luna detected him. He’s on the hunt now.” “Who was shot?” I asked, my heart racing thinking the worst. There was a long pause before another guard answered, “No one, sir. Um, your mate pushed Lewis out of the way.” My stomach dropped. “Was she….?” “She’s not hit. She sped off with her friend. We’re trying to keep up with them now.” After a brief silence, he added, “Luna is fast.” She may be fucking fast, but she shouldn’t be taking off running towards danger. Ivar was snarling, his angry growls tearing through the early morning air. He knew where to go. He was being pulled in the direction that Oscar said, even before he got the confirmation that it was where they would be. Damn it. If I could fucking mind link her, I would know she was alright. I could order her to stand down and let my men handle it. I coul

Mick POV Startling growling echoed in my head, but that was soon overlooked by the information I had just heard from my brother after getting to the scene of the confrontation. “She was shot?!” I shouted. I knew I felt something, but she acted like all was fine. Well, not really fine, but she sure as hell didn’t act like she had just been shot. She said she was just scratched. “Yeah,” Miles grumbled, looking pissed off while staring at the dead shooter on the ground. “It was just a flesh wound,” Jamie rolled his eyes. “We all saw it happen. It just grazed her. She's not that soft.” Miles let out a menacing growl and I glared at Jamie. Jamie is usually insensitive. This is nothing new, but it still pisses me off. “What would Rodger say?” Lenny hit Jamie in the back of the head. “Ow! Stop it you lunky double o seven,” Jamie whined. “Rodger isn’t here.” “Oh, yes I am,” Rodger suddenly walked through the trees to the clearing. He was wearing his rough sack pants

“Work it, girl! Work it!” Cindy smirked, snapping his fingers in the air.“You look hot. Especially with that nasty bruise all gone. Hot, hot, hot,” Riley said with a mischievous grin. He then turned to stare up at Dave. “Doesn’t she look hot?”Dave barely gave me a glance from his phone, then just shrugged. He splayed one of his large hands on Riley’s stomach then tugged him closer. “I’ve seen hotter.”Riley looked totally satisfied while everyone else laughed.I looked down at myself and grimaced. I hate wearing dresses. Loose sundresses or the occasional dress for a night out is fine, but this dress was too formal for my taste. Winnie must have noticed, because he shook his head, then shooed me back to the dressing room.“Not for you. I thought we could have a pretty woman moment, but we’re working with the wrong Julia Roberts movie. It’s like I’m putting Erin Brockovich in Chanel. I think Gucci is much more your style.”“There was that Coach-”“COACH IS NOT FASHION!” Winnie almost

Mick POVWhen Miles and Chloe walked back into the room minutes later, Chloe had a shy look on her face and my brother seemed more relaxed than he had been all day. I felt more relaxed with Chloe’s emotions exuding less hostility than before.“Hey cara mia,” I crooned, opening my arms as Chloe walked towards me. She smiled at my Italian nickname for her in that sultry way that always gets me going. I kissed her head, and then her nose. “Did you have a good talk?”She looked back shyly at my brother, and he gave her a reassuring smile. “Yes,” she said softly.“Good,” I leaned in and whispered in her ear. “Because we need to have a talk too later. About a gunshot.”Her eyes narrowed. “It was just a scratch.”“Bull snarky,” Winnie scoffed. “We had to bathe you thoroughly because of your scratch.”“What?” my brother huffed menacingly. His eyes darted to Winnie, assessing him, and then at the other men around the room. All of them were very gay, except maybe Cindy, who calls himself aroma