“What happened?” Dylan felt the pain before he could even recognize his surroundings.

It was not him who was feeling this unbearable pain. It was his mate!

“Diana?” Dylan, though butt naked, stood from the bed. Sniffing the air, his chest reverberated from the growl that escaped his lips. “Diana?”

His wolf was on edge. It was asking to be let out.

To protect his mate. To destroy what was hurting her. These thoughts occupied Dylan’s mind as his eyes shone with predatory ferocity.

He swore that if he did not find his mate right after feeling her pain, he would flip the entire pack house if needed.

Bang!

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