The Wolf ignored me.
Then suddenly—it snarled.
I froze instantly.
Something hit my senses hard enough to stop me mid-step.
A scent.
Warm.
Sweet.
Impossible.
Snickerdoodles.
Vanilla buttercream.
And underneath it—female.
My Wolf surged violently forward inside my chest.
Every instinct sharpened instantly.
Predator.
Protector.
Mine.
Wait.
What?
I frowned hard.
“No.”
The Wolf snarled louder.
Another sound drifted through the narrow alley ahead.
A whimper.
Fear.
My body moved before conscious thought fully caught up.
I rounded the corner fast enough my boots scraped sparks across cobblestone?—
And stopped dead.
Three male Monsters had a woman cornered against the stone wall behind the bakery district.
Wrong move.
Very wrong fucking move.
