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Chapter Fifty-Seven Putting my helmet on the back of my bike, I watched Killian pull the keys from his ignition. He took his helmet off, hooking it over the handlebars as he looked around. His body was tense and tight, like he was ready to spring into action if we were attacked. Soft footsteps hit my ears and my eyes darted to the treeline to the side of the house. The sable wolf stepped out of the trees, his hackles raised and his chest moving fast. He shook his fur, but it did little to ease the anger of anguish that tainted his scent. It hung in the back of my throat, making my teeth lengthen. Something had hurt Nick and he was looking to lash out. I wasn’t going to let him hurt my mate. Nick’s eyes landed on me and he stopped moving, his lips pulled back and he bared his teeth a