NINE

KIARA

"They're coming," Denzel said, his expression impassive. The words had barely left his lips when two Lycans stepped into my line of vision. A couple more joined a few seconds later.

"What is this? Werewolves in our territory?" One of them drawled, his beady eyes twinkling with amusement.

"I don't think they're just any kind of werewolves. Their auras are way too powerful," a red head said, eyeing us with disdain.

"The woman looks so fragile. Look at her, her skin is so fair. Look at her eyes, they're so innocent. Those eyes are asking us to ravage her," another Lycan said, licking his lips in anticipation.

I could feel the rage stirring up within my mate. It was only a matter of time before he would completely lose control. This would result to blood shed. More Lycans would end up swarming to the scene once the smell of blood reached them. I didn't want this to happen.

"We don't want trouble. We just want to go home," I blurted out the words without thinking.

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