His eyes gleamed brightly, indicating his wolf, Ashley, was sharing partial control with him. In a flash, one by one, Astride pounded on them and thrashed them against the dusty earth.

Grey his Gemma was behind him. His claws were extended, almost on Astride, but he caught him just in time, pinning him to the ground as well. That was close. No one had been that close to gutting him whenever they trained. Astride knew part of the reason was that he was distracted, and he hated every bit of it.

His eyes went hazy, he was being mind-linked by his beta, Blake. Astride pulled a hand up in the...