“But Lady Penelope is safe,” the patrol continued. “Safe and sound.”
My wolf stopped pacing.
“How could you be so sure about it?” I asked.
The patrolman’s smile widened by half an inch.
“Because she’s with her mate. Liam. He’s a very strong fighter and would never allow anyone to touch her.”
For one second, I heard nothing.
Not the wind.
Not the breathing of my men.
Not Cassian’s warning in the back of my mind.
Nothing.
Only that word.
Mate.
‘Mine’, Midas snarled, and this time the sound ripped through me so hard my teeth ached.
I stepped forward.
Cassian’s hand landed on my shoulder.
‘Careful, Alpha.’
Careful.
As if careful had ever gotten a man what he was owed.
“What did you say?”
The patrolman seemed to notice the temperature had changed.
He was not dumb after all.
