NARRATOR

Falling from above and wrapped in strong masculine arms, the sturdy lycan shifted into a curvy, beautiful woman, much smaller now.

Her mate curled around her like a protective mantle.

The ground was racing up to meet them, so both lycans primed their bodies and every instinct of superior beasts.

BAAAM!

The powerful muscles in their hind legs detonated as they landed on their feet, throwing dirt and debris everywhere.

Even so, they tumbled with the momentum, scraping their coats and hearing bones creak.

Beof had it worse because his priority was shielding his companion, but Theron steadied quickly.

When he got upright and moved toward the corner where he saw his brother-in-law’s shadow, a warning boomed in his mind.

“Wait, she’s naked,” he heard Beof say, shifting to block Mara.

Theron almost growled in irritation.

He still didn’t get that obsessive streak of possessiveness.

Amara was his sister; he’d seen her naked countless times before she mated with Beof.

His father acted