Page 48 of Claimed By Fur and Fangs

I turned back to Aidan, my eyes narrowing.

“You’re not going anywhere near her,” I growled, stepping closer. “Not until I know what the hell is going on.”

“You don’t get to decide that, Finn. She’s not yours to protect,” Aidan’s expression hardened, his usual calm demeanor cracking.

“She’s not yours either,” I shot back, my fists clenching at my sides. “And after what just happened, I’m not letting you anywhere near her.”

Aidan’s eyes flickered with something, anger, guilt, I couldn’t tell. He opened his mouth, but his phone buzzed. He glanced at it, face paling.

“What is it?” I demanded, my instincts screaming that something was wrong.

Aidan didn’t answer. Instead, he grabbed his jacket and bolted for the door. I caught his arm, yanking him back.

“What the hell are you hiding?”

He shook me off, his voice low and urgent.

“I don’t have time for this, Finn. If you care about Amelia at all, you’ll let me go.”

I hesitated, my gut twisting. Something in his tone made me step aside, but I wasn’t about to let him out of my sight.

“Fine but you are going to explain to me, what’s going on? If Amelia is in danger, you need to let me know.”

“I promise, once I have something concrete, I will let you know. I know how much you care for her.”

“I don’t just care for her, I love her,” I said as I looked deep into his eyes.

Aidan didn’t argue. He just nodded and took off down the hall, me hot on his heels. We burst out of the building, and he headed straight for his car, and I entered mine.

The hospital was chaos: flashing lights, police, and crowds. I pushed through, Aidan behind me.

I burst into the waiting room. Amelia was pale but safe. Relief vanished as Aidan pulled her into a hug.

“Are you okay?” He kissed her forehead.

I froze. My fists clenched. He was touching her, holding her.

“I’m okay,” Amelia nodded.

“Are you hurt?” I forced my voice to stay steady.

“No,” she said, meeting my eyes. “Thanks to you.”

A few minutes later, Julian arrived at the hospital and met us where we were.

“Sir, I have been able to speak with the police, they are tracing the license plate,” Julian said.

Aidan’s hand stayed on her back like he had every right. My wolf snarled, but I pushed it down.

“We need to see the security footage. Now.”

“Sir, we can’t give you access to it, it’s our policy.” the security officer said.

“Don’t get me started with your policy! Open the footage now or I promise you, I’ll unleash hell here!” Aidan snapped.

Julian immediately went outside and spoke to an officer who ordered the security officer to open the camera footage.

The screen showed Amelia stepping out of the taxi.

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