Page 46 of Claimed By Fur and Fangs

I managed a weak laugh, wiping the tears from my face.

“Thanks, Damon.”

“Anytime,” he said, pulling me to my feet. “Now, let’s go. We’ve got work to do.”

As Damon helped me to the bathroom, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My eyes were red, my face pale and drawn, but there was a spark of determination in my gaze that hadn’t been there before.

The morning sun felt cruel. I stood across from Amelia’s house, ready to apologize, but when Aidan’s car arrived, my words turned to ash. I froze as Amelia stepped out.

“Amelia, you look so beautiful,” I muttered as I watched them from a distance.

The way she smiled at Aidan made my chest ache. He kissed her briefly but enough to crush my hope. I turned away, fists clenched, nails biting into my palms. I couldn’t watch. I couldn’t pretend it didn’t hurt.

“Who are those men in hoodies?” I whispered as I looked across Amelia’s Street.

They were staring at Amelia and Aidan, their expressions dark and calculating. My wolf instincts kicked in, a low growl rumbling in my chest.

“Something doesn’t seem right…”

I stayed hidden, watching as Aidan drove off and the two men lingered.

They didn’t follow him. Instead, their eyes stayed locked on Amelia’s house.

“Seems like they are watching Amelia… but why?” I whispered.

Amelia stepped out in scrubs, looking tired, and hailed a taxi. The two men exchanged a glance, got into a silver car, and followed her. My heart raced.

“Damn it,” I muttered, sprinting to my car. I didn’t know what they were planning, but I wasn’t going to let them near her.

Amelia stepped out, head down, rushing toward the hospital. Suddenly, one man leaped from the car, moving too fast. He grabbed her arm, yanking her toward the car.

“Let go of me!” Amelia screamed.

My wolf roared inside me, and I was out of my car before I even realized I’d moved.

“Get your hands off her!” I snarled, slamming into the man with enough force to send him sprawling.

“Finn!” Amelia screamed as she stumbled back, her eyes wide with fear.

The second man lunged at me, but I dodged, my instincts took over. I swung, my fist connecting with his jaw. He staggered, his hood falling back just enough for me to see the glint of fangs.

Vampires… Did Aidan send you? But why would he?I thought.

They recovered fast but weren’t ready for a werewolf. I moved quicker, hit harder, and anger driving every strike. Outmatched, they fled to their car and sped off.

I turned to Amelia, my chest heaving. She was shaking, her face pale as she stared at me.

“Finn…” she whispered, her voice trembling.

“Are you okay?” I asked, rushing to her side. I cupped her face in my hands, my thumbs brushing away the tears that had started to fall.

“Did they hurt you?”

She shook her head, her breath coming in short gasps.

“I’m okay… I’m okay…”

I pulled her into my arms, holding her tight.

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