Page 44 of The Wolf Prince's Mate

He was an Alpha. Aspen was one, too.

And his wolf wasn’t fucked in the head.

I picked up the remote and started trying to get back in the game. “You could be as happy as he is. Your wolf isn’t going to eat a woman in the not-fun way.”

“I don’t want that, and you know why.”

I did.

Hunter had been there and tried that, and decided it wasn’t for him.

Not that I blamed him for it.

If I’d experienced what he had, I’d probably hate the thought of being with a woman on principle too.

Enzo’s mind slammed into mine and Hunter’s, shoving all three of our heads together. I grabbed my temple, groaning against the pain of the sudden invasion. My wolf reared up wildly, and I shoved him back down as Enzo snarled,

“Nova’s guards lost her. Someone has her.”

Images from Nova’s point of view came through the bond.

A dirt road I didn’t recognize.

A pair of hands around her throat.

Hunter was out the door before the images even finished coming through, and I stumbled after him. The pain in my head was gone, but my wolf was rampaging against the cage I had him trapped in.

He wanted out.

I couldn’t let that happen.

It killed me that I wasn’t at the front of the charge to reach her, but he was too dangerous to let that happen.

Hunter’s and Enzo’s voices were feral as they communicated something about the route they were taking. They were both in wolf form. Hunter was already on his way, and Enzo was close behind. Aspen was with him, much to his discomfort.

I made it into my car and peeled out after them.

They would run straight to the turn-off and beat me to her side, which made my wolf rage harder and wilder.

I locked him down tighter.

“They’ll help her,” I gritted out. “And they won’t beat us by much.”

My wolf roared, and I gripped the steering wheel tighter as fur broke out on my hands and arms.

“If you shift here, we’re going to crash.”

He snapped his teeth at me and slammed his side against his cage anyway.

There was no reasoning with him. No arguing with him. No getting along.

Which was why I couldn’t let him near Nova.

I wrestled with him through the entire drive, hauling ass down our nearly-empty roads.

My wolf finally stopped fighting when I noticed a crushed, smoking car on the side of the road, a mile or so away from the turnoff.

Enzo and Hunter had already reached it and were following the dirt roads, trying to find her.

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