Page 20 of The Wolf King's Mate

So much deeper than I’d realized.

Hell, maybe I wasdrowningin shit. Because as far as I could see, there was no way out.

Suddenly, I could understand why the men in the hallway all looked surprised when I said Clay was the nice one. He was friendly on the outside, but when it came down to it, he was the one who would stab you in the back. Enzo wouldn’t bother with the bullshit. You’d see him coming when he killed you.

So, when Clay held his hand out for his and Enzo’s phones, I gave them to him.

And when he pointed me down the hall, back toward the Alpha’s apartment, I walked.

Live to fight another day and all that, right?

My wolf growled the whole way back to his apartment, but I would figure out what her issue was.

Hopefully before she made the Alpha kill us.

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ENZO

My wolf moved fasterthan I’d ever seen.

He wanted to get back to her side. His female. The one he’d claimed.

The fucker wasn’t taking no for an answer, and I knew better than to fight him when he made his mind up so completely. With one whiff of Aspen’s scent, of the wolf hidden beneath that awful perfume, he’d known she was his. He’d barely handled smelling Hunter on her. If anyone else had touched her, they’d die.

Slowly.

Painfully.

The bastard was rarely bloodthirsty. We killed more than enough to satisfy the worst of monsters, and he was far from the worst.

But for her, he was out for blood.

My enforcers were keeping more distance from him than usual. They always kept their distance, knowing that the weight of the pack bond was already more than I could bear.

My head hurt constantly. Interacting with my wolves at all was painful.

But if I didn’t take the strongest fuckers in, I’d have to kill them when they went rabid.

So I took them.

And ignored the headaches.

At least when I was in the shower with Aspen, her scent distracted me from the feeling of a nail being driven into my brain by the weight of my pack.

Clay’s mind met mine through the bond.

“You done for the day?”

“Almost.”

My wolf tore through another belly while our enforcers trapped a rabid together. The rogues were a nightmare. One I didn’t know how to end in any other way than with blood.

“Let me know when you’re headed back,”Clay said.

My gut told me my wolf’s female had done something that would piss both of us off.

My wolf snarled, tearing into the forest after the final rabid.

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