How had they known to find me here? How had they known Daxon was arou 17 Had they been tracking him, or had they simply come looking for me after our fight and stumbled into this nightmare?
The questions raced through my mind as I tried to turn in Tristan’s arms. Ieded to see what was happening, needed to know that my brother was
safe.
‘Don’t, Tristan said, his breath fanning across my neck and sending an unwelcome shiver down my spine.
Why was my body still reacting to him like this? Even in the middle of a criss, even when the man who’d tormented me for years was somewhere
nearby, I couldn’t stop responding to Tristan’s touch like he was the answer to every wish I’d made.
—
The sound of snarling and impact reached my ears the unmistakable sounds of a brutal fight happening somewhere behind me. My blood ran cold as I realized Orion and Daxon were going at each other, probably in their wolf forms the volume of destruction was any indication.
Chills ran down my spine at the thought of anything happening to Orion. But then logic kicked in.
Daxon would never be able to win a fight against Tristan, much less against rion, who was bigger, faster, stronger, and infinitely smarter in combat. If
anyone was going to leave this beach hurt, it would definitely be Daxon.
Still, I needed to see for myself. I needed to know my brother was okay.
I looked up at Tristan with what I hoped were convincing pleading eyes. He’d never been able to say no when I looked at him like that, not since we
were kids.
He let out a defeated breath that made me smirk inwardly despite the seriousness of the situation.
‘Are you sure?” he asked softly.
“I’m not a child anymore, Tristan,” I said, and immediately regretted the words when I saw his face fall. His mouth opened like he wanted to say something probably to address the fight we’d had earlier – but he seemed to think better of it.
Instead, he loosened his grip just enough to let me turn around while keeping his arms around me. I was acutely aware of how my back pressed against his chest now, of how his hands rested on my shoulders like he was ready to hold me in place if I tried to do something reckless.
“The fight is up there, Ath,” he said, and I realized I’d been staring in completely the wrong direction, too distracted by his proximity to focus properly.
“You should enjoy the show,” he continued, his voice carrying a satisfaction that was almost predatory. “See how he’s nothing but talk when he’s facing someone who can actually fight back. He only has strength to hit women, but he picked the wrong one this time.”
He said the last part loudly enough that I knew it was meant for Daxon to her, wherever he was.
I finally looked in the right direction and let my eyes take in the scene unfoling on the sand dunes about fifty yards away.
My breath caught in my throat.
Orion was in his human form but moved with inhuman speed and strength. canine teeth extended into fangs that gleamed silver in the moonlight. Daxon w controlled fury.
had Daxon pinned beneath him, his fingers elongated into claws, his struggling underneath him, but it was pathetic compared to Orion s
My brother looked like an avenging angel, beautiful and terrible in his rage. very movement was precise, calculated to cause maximum pain without ending the fight too quickly. He wanted Daxon to suffer, wanted him to understand exactly what happened to men who hurt his family.
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But as I watched, Orion’s fangs extended further, positioning directly over Don’s throat. The intent was clear he was going to end this permanently.
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I couldn’t let it happen. Not because I cared what happened to Daxon the world would be a better place without him in it. But I couldn’t let Orion carry the weight of killing someone, even someone who deserved it.
My brother had spent his whole life protecting people, building things, creating rather than destroying. I wouldn’t let him stain his hands with blood
because of me.
I started to struggle against Tristan’s hold, but his arms tightened around me
“Athena, don’t,” he said firmly. “Orion knows what he’s doing.”
‘He’s going to kill him,” I said, panic rising in my voice. “I can’t let him do that. Not for me. Not because of my mistakes.”
“It’s not your fault that bastard followed you here,” Tristan said, his voice hard. And it’s not your fault that he spent years hurting you. Orion is doing what any alpha would do to protect his pack, his family.”
But I could see the moment Orion made his decision. Could see him positioning for the killing blow, his whole body coiled with lethal intent.
I opened my mouth to scream, to stop him before he did something that would change him forever, but Tristan’s hand covered my lips before I could
make a sound.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
