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and satisfied with what she smelled, she swung back to face to the two men, a low growl rumbling.
    Jace raised his hands up to show both Kaitlyn and the men that he had no intention of any sudden movements. He knew the men, recognized them from the club, and knew what they did for a living.
    “Kaitlyn,” he spoke slowly, quietly. Her hearing would be extremely sensitive and overwhelmed. “Try to calm yourself. Cassie’s okay. She’s not hurt. These guys help our kind. They can help you understand what we are.”
    Kaitlyn’s heaving flanks slowed. He was getting through to her. Cassie’s brows drew together in confusion. He was sure she saw her friend change into the beast before her, but her mind had refused to register that the beast and Kaitlyn were one and the same.
    He glanced toward the men, the one he knew as Bennett nodded almost imperceptibly. Kaitlyn growled and Jace continued. “We can help you. I won’t let anyone hurt Cassie. We need you tell us what happened. You need to calm down, so you can talk to us.”
    Jace assumed that if Kaitlyn didn’t know what she was, she wouldn’t know how to transform back to her human form. If he could get her to calm down, realize neither she nor Cassie were in any immediate danger, perhaps she would turn back. Then he could get to Cassie’s side and find out why the hell the Guardians were here and what the fuck he and his mate were dragged into.
    “Just breathe, Kaitlyn.” No one moved, all eyes were on the great red wolf before them. Werewolves, or “shifters” as they preferred to be called, were larger than the average wolf, and Kaitlyn’s back stood well above waist height. Her form filled out with lean muscle, her green eyes reflecting light from the shadow of the trailer.
    The wolf’s eyes dropped shut and she collapsed to the ground. Cassie gasped and backed up further, watching as red fur transformed to smooth, creamy skin and long auburn hair. Kaitlyn, lay there, out cold.
    Seeing her friend passed out in front of her encouraged Cassie to peel herself off the wall and scramble forward, regardless that the strange men still had guns drawn. She leaned over Kaitlyn and shook her shoulders gently. “Kaitlyn? Are you okay? Hey, wake up.” She gently moved the hair off the unconscious woman’s face, hoping she’d come to.
    Jace approached Cassie, her roiling emotions driving his own inner beast to the surface seeking to protect her. Bennett aimed his weapon at Jace, but that didn’t stop him. He glared at Bennett. “Don’t try to keep me from her.”
    The other man, the one called Mercury, asked, “Which one’s yours, the human or the shifter?”
    Cassie looked up at Jace kneeling down between her and the guns the men had trained on his back, fear and confusion staining her features.
    “What’s going on? What just happened?” Her voice, shaky at the beginning, got stronger. “Who are those guys?”
    “They’re protectors of our people. They’ll want to talk to us. Help Kaitlyn.”
    “I’ve seen them before at the club.” She looked over his shoulder, distrust in her eyes. The two Guardians remained still, letting the situation play out before taking any action. She looked back at him, the look of distrust remained. “What did they mean human or shifter?”
    Petty as it was, he wanted to growl and snarl at Mercury and Bennett. She’d noticed them at the club. Of course, she did. All the women did. He’d had to put up seeing her with her ex, he didn’t need her to notice anyone else.
    “You’re the human, Kaitlyn’s the shifter. As you saw, she’s what you’d know as a werewolf.” He paused to gauge her reaction, debating on whether to confess his genetic makeup now, also.
    “Werewolves aren’t …” She caught herself, unable deny what she witnessed. She looked at Kaitlyn, the concern for her friend returning, processing the events of the