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Blue like the sky on a perfect day and rimmed in midnight, he stares right back at me. “Who are you?” The question is barely a whisper, but it feels as though he’s said it right to my soul.
“I-I’m Willa,” I whisper from between Jonah and Rafe’s shoulders. I can barely see him from behind my two mates, but I already know…
He steps forward, ignoring his sister’s incredulous glare, reaching for me.
I can’t help but reach for him as well, poking my arm out between Rafe and Jonah’s arms.
“What the hell is this?” Rafe yells as the blue-eyed man and I grasp hands.
“I’m here with my sister as backup,” the man says. I can’t get a good whiff of him, but I don’t think he’s a wolf.
How could he be with a witch for a sister?
“And why the fuck are you pawing at my mate?” Rafe rumbles the question, batting his hand from mine.
Jonah echoes the sentiment with a rattling growl of his own.
The man takes my hand again, giving Rafe a “chill bro” glare. “I’m holding her hand, which she freely offered,” the man says.
Rafe growls, but the man doesn’t back down. “If that’s a problem for you, then I suggest you get some therapy, because she’s clearly powerful enough she needs more than one mate. Now, please step out of the way so I can bond with my new mate.”
Rafe roars in the man’s face, but the man doesn’t budge. He stands there, eyebrow quirked as if saying,is that all you got?
He releases my hand slowly, drawing his fingers along my palm as he does before gripping his hands together tight in front of him. When he releases them, a small orb of purple-black light floats between. “I’d be careful who you go posturing at.”
And that was it. The exact button Rafe needed to have pushed for him to go absolutely feral.
“Posturing?”He dashes forward, knocking the man back all the way to the wall.
The moment the blue-eyed man is out of sight, a cloud of anger descends on me at the loss.
“I am the alpha of this pack, and you’ve come tomyhome, laying claim tomymate. None of this is posturing.” Rafe has the male witch backed into a corner.
The tiny witch’s gaze bounces from me to her brother to Rafe in quick succession. “Do something!” she hisses.
What did she expect me to do? Rafe has issues with sharing. He always has, and me getting in between won’t help him figure it out.
I shake my head at the witch and take Jonah’s hand.
From my position, I can’t see anything but Rafe’s back.
Fuck, it’s a nice back.
A perfectly carved ass, too.
His hand catches my eye as he raises it over his head. But it’s not just his hand. Rafe’s half-shifted, curved claws arc down toward my new mate’s face.
But before I can do or say anything, Rafe’s perfect backside is suddenly flying toward me.
Jonah and I dart out of the way just in time to avoid getting bowled over, and Rafe lands ass first on the new sofa.
The new guy stands in the corner, a smug smile on his face and smoke coming out of his palms.
“I warned you,” he says with a smile at Rafe’s unconscious body before turning his eyes on me. “My name’s Rook. I’d love to take you out somewhere and get to know you.”
My heart flutters in my chest.
Like a goddamn schoolgirl.
