Page 27 of Bearly Breathing

“Now?”

“Trust me.”

“What do you mean? Why are you getting undressed?”

He unsnapped his shorts an pushed them down along with his shirt and sneakers.

“Just remember, I’ll never hurt you, got it?” She gulped, and he took that for a yes.

He had no choice now anyway. A second after he uttered those words the first dog lunged to attack. And he was headed straight for Leya. Roar!

Marcus focused on calling his Bear. That familiar pull of energy was welcome indeed as the sound of his mate’s scream did nothing to soothe his beast.

Touch her and die! Mine!

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