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Better watch out, better not cry,she thought hysterically.

ChapterSixteen

Jasper moved on instinct against the threat to his mate. There was only one possible thing he could do.

Kill whoever the fuck thought it was a good idea to attack when she was there.

He felt his Wyvern push against his skin and readily gave in to his half-Shift—a phenomenon that only he among his brothers had mastered thus far.

Among Shifters, it was a feat to be able to maintain a half-Shift. Being able to control his beast to draw on his strength without allowing the dominant creature to take over was a lot more difficult than it looked.

Protective scales rippled across his chest and arms, forehead, and cheeks. The size of his already massive body increased by half. His hands had changed, too. Fingertips turned into claws, and his wings semi-formed from his arms. The tough membranes could be used as shields or instruments of flight where or when necessary.

The appearance of a half-naked man as tall and wide as him with a nearly shaved head, some serious eyeliner, and nothing but a little knotted skirt kinda took the momentum out of his attack.

“What the fuck are you supposed to be?” Jasper cocked his head to the side.

The scent of cinnamon and spices he did not recognize filled the room. At some point it had started snowing again, and because of the broken door, snowflakes and cold air whipped through the cabin. Medjed looked past Jasper, his bronzed skin glowed in the light of the cabin, and his black eyes glittered dangerously.

“I am Medjed,” he replied in a deep, guttural voice. The power behind his words sent the roses he had sent scattering throughout the room, before he continued, “Warrior and Guard of the House of Osiris. I have been freed from my confines and will take over this puny realm, but first I shall claim my bride.”

“Holy shit! It is you!” Carolina yelled.

“I told you to take cover,” Jasper said, and moved in front of her, but his dainty, and pushy as hell mate shoved past him.

“Look, Medjed,” Carolina said—though it sounded likematch-etto him. “I am flattered by the attention, but I am so not the girl for you. I will not be your bride.”

“Nonsense. You have freed me. You shall be my bride,ibib,” he growled the foreign word, and Jasper’s anger grew exponentially.

“Okay,Matchbox, the lady said back the fuck off.”

“Jasper, you don’t have to fight him,” Carolina said, her expression worried.

“He will not take you. I’ll kill him if he tries!”

“I will fight you,nfs sahalia, for the right to her hand,” he grunted.

“What did you call me?” Jasper asked.

“Ah, I believelizard breathis the translation. I have been studying the modern world,ibib. It is a terrible place, but you and I shall bring order,” Medjed said the last to Caro.

Fucking dildo. It was so on.

Jasper tucked Carolina behind him. Then he roared and ran at Medjed. He must have caught the guy off guard because he shoved the huge male out the door.

If they were going to fight, it would not be in closed quarters. Jennifer would have his head if he ruined her cabin. And he would never put his mate in harm’s way.

Speaking of which, where was she? Fuck, she’d followed them outside, her phone in hand. Just then, Medjed grabbed Jasper around the middle, squeezing him so hard he could hardly breathe.

An elbow to the gut loosened the Demon’s hold, but they continued to wrestle, exchanging blows, and destroying Jennifer’s neatly graveled driveway.

Shit. That was going to cost him.

“Fuck,Matchbox, are you naked under your skirt?” Jasper jumped out of the guy’s hold after flipping him on his back.

“My name isMedjed, not this Matchbox, as you say. And this is ashendyt, you lowborn imbecile,” growled the Demon.

At that moment, his mate came rushing towards them. She was wielding a baseball bat and yelling for all she was worth.

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