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PROLOGUE
(FROM KIERAN’S POV IN THE PREVIOUS NOVELLA: PROTECTED BY THE TIGER SHIFTER)
Deacon roared in his shifted bear form before he and Nox stalked toward their brother.
A gun cocked off to the side.
Everyone stilled when a man in dark jeans, biker boots, and a leather vest over a dark tee walked out from the shadows. In the hand that had tattoos on it was a gun pointed at Deacon’s bear.
“Don’t fuckin’ move,” he ordered, gaze wild, breathing heavy.
“Who are you?” Soren called.
The guy ignored him and walked right up to Riker. Deacon took a step. The gun fired, and a chair behind Deacon’s bear fell to the floor in a clatter.
“Move again and the next bullet will be in your brain.” He wound an arm around Riker’s waist and, since the guy was a lot taller, he picked Riker up before moving step by step backward.
The bear growled.
Nox took a step toward them. “You’re not taking?—”
“Don’t ruin my kidnapping, Nox,” Riker said with a manic grin. He patted the kidnapper’s arm before he waved at us all. “Don’t worry about me.” He winked. “This must be fate.”
Well, heck. Riker had just met his fated mate, who was currently kidnapping him for some reason. Then again, he could be human and acting on instinct alone after witnessing a man change into a bear. A bear that looked like he was going to kill Riker.
Sighing, I scrubbed a hand over my face. He’d be okay. And he could take care of himself.
CHAPTER ONE
CORBIN
What in the motherfucking hell did I just witness? A man morphed into a damn bear. A big, brown grizzly bear. It’d been right there before my fucking eyes.
All because of the deep nagging feeling in my chest that had me staying in the nightclub—even after the alarm had sounded getting everyone else out—to save the guy who was practically vibrating in the seat next to me in the car.
Christ. What was I doing kidnapping this guy?
I glanced out of the corner of my eye and then tightened my grip around the steering wheel when my cock thickened. He’d been biting down on his plump bottom lip yet smiling around it.
I’d never seen hair that orange, where it nearly damn glowed, and his amber eyes were so fucking bright. His smooth skin called to me, and I wanted to run the back of my fingers over the globes of his cheeks just to test how soft they were.
The only problem was how small he was. Short and skinny, yet when I picked him up to carry him out of the club, he was slim but toned.
Jesus Christ.
Why the fuck was I even checking him out and thinking about how toned he was to begin with?
I’d never admired a man before, but I’d never considered it before either. Until now. Until my interest was piqued by this ball of energy at my side.
The guy sat on his hands, but his legs bounced up and down. He kept looking at me and grinning like a madman.
Fuck me. What was I supposed to do with him now?
“You got a place to go?”
“Nope.” Another wide grin beamed my way.
“A home? Family?” I tried.
