“Let go of my mate.” The absolute power in Luca’s voice made the ground vibrate and shake like a mini earthquake.
“You mean my imprint?” Ronan snarled, his body now shaking more furiously. His fingers dug deeper into hand, breaking skin and I struggled not to cry out as a sharp shooting pain went up my arm. Something was fractured. I could feel it.
Luca sees my pain though and starts to shake as well. “Let her go or I’ll rip your throat out.”
I’ve never heard Luca sound so thunderous and threatening. No more was the man that laughed when he saw my arms filled with stuffed toys of my wolf.
“She is as much mine as she is yours.” Ronan’s voice was a growl, a shudder rippled up and down his body.
Luca was positively quivering with rage. “She is my mate. Yours is long dead.”
That did
