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He’ll shield her from any danger.

Ansel

Now that my brother has found his fated mate, it’s lit a fire under me to find mine.

I’m about to head out to do just that when I hear gunshots in my backyard.

When I go out to investigate, I see her.

My curvy little mate.

She’s pinned down behind some trees, and I growl as I charge into the fight to save her.

I shield her with my big body, an action that earns me a bullet wound to my shoulder, but I’m able to scare off the men and rescue my mate.

Now I have my mate with me, but we have a bigger problem.

How am I going to keep her safe when I’m injured myself?

Mira

When I wake up in the back of a moving truck, I know I’m in trouble.

I’m able to get free, and I run, but I don’t make it far before they find me.

That’s when a strange man shows up.

He saves my life, taking a bullet for me in the process.

I know I owe him everything.

He says he only wants one thing from me.

My heart.

And the terrifying part?

I think it already belongs to him.

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Ansel

“I’m so bored,” I groan as I sink down onto my leather couch.

My bear grumbles inside me. He’s as restless and bored as I am. To be fair, the fact that we’ve done nothing for the last week except mope around the house probably isn’t helping with our current state much.

I’ve been listless for close to a month, ever since my brother, Russo, found his fated mate. I’m thrilled for Russo; he and Ever are literally perfect for each other, and he deserves to be happy and settled. But it’s hard now that I’m the odd guy out.

I’m always the third wheel lately. All my friends and fellow pack mates seem to have found their fated mates in the last year or so. Everyone is happy and in love with their mate.

Everyone except me.

My bear whines, pawing at me impatiently. We’ve always wanted to find our fated mate, but seeing all our friends claim their mates has really lit a fire under my bear and me to find ours too. It seems like everyone in the pack has been pairing up, and I’m sick of waiting for it to be my turn.

So, stop waiting around for our mate and do something! Let’s go find her, my bear growls.