Page 129 of Savage Bonds
“No.”
Levi’s voice cuts across the courtyard like a blade. He shifts position, placing himself between Elena and Prudence.
Prudence cowers behind him, one hand gripping his shirt.
“Don’t touch her,” he growls, baring his teeth at Elena.
Elena stops short, confusion flickering across her features. “Levi, she’s injured. I can help?—”
“No one touches her!”
The words roar across the courtyard, silencing the festivities. Levi’s yellow eyes are blazing, his stance protective.
“Mine,” he says, his voice rough. “My mate. No one touches her.”
“Levi,” Ryker’s voice carries authority as our Alpha steps forward, but there’s understanding in his tone too. “She needs healing.”
“I’ll heal her,” Levi snarls, baring his teeth at his own Alpha—a display of dominance that would normally earn swift retribution. “I’ll take care of her. Both of them.”
Ryker, Kitara and Elena approach, arguing with Levi as Prudence looks on, cringing behind the giant wolf.
“Come on,” I murmur to Lithia, pressing a kiss to her temple. “Let’s give them some space. Looks like they have a lot to figure out.” I squeeze her ass. “And I can smell your heat coming on.”
She squirms against me, the scent of her arousal blooming. “I thought you were tired and wanted to sleep.”
“Who needs sleep when I’ve got the only dream I’ve ever wanted right here?”
She groans, laughing. “You’re terrible.”
I grip the back of her neck, pressing our foreheads together. “And you’re mine,” I whisper against her lips. “Always.”
