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simmered in Kyle’s blood. Arianna became a pulse in his system, the beating of his heart, the surge of male need that thickened his blood. He could barely hear for the chanting in his mind of her name.
    Arianna. Arianna. Arianna.
    “And as a little added insurance of performance, there’s always this.” Darius looked thoughtful as he removed a small glass bottle from his pocket, uncapped it and squirted it.
    Carried on the breeze, the intoxicating scent triggered wild and dangerous lust. A low growl rumbled deep in Kyle’s throat.
    Nostrils flaring, Aiden inhaled the air. His mouth tugged upward in a cold smile. “Good. Kyle, stop wasting time. Go find my mate now. Soon as you return, we’ll hold the ceremony in the main hall. I’ll claim her with the mating mark, hold the ceremony and fuck her hard and fast.”
    Adrenalin and testosterone flooded Kyle’s body. He could not hold back any longer. Arianna’s face stamped in his mind, he snarled, feeling his body shift and change into his beast. Like a snapping twig, his control fractured. Fangs erupted in his mouth as his body transformed. With the swiftness of his beast, he sped to the fence, wrapped a hand around the alpha’s throat and lifted him. Aiden’s eyes bulged, and he gasped for air, his legs kicking.
    “You. Don’t. Hurt her. Or touch her.” He squeezed harder. “She’s mine. Understand. Mine. Lay a hand on her, and I’ll snap your spine in half.”
    Wheezing, Aiden struggled to free himself, blood dripping down his neck from where Kyle’s claws dug into his skin.
    Dimly Kyle heard Darius shout. A red haze filled his vision. He only saw Arianna’s pale beauty, the terror in her eyes. Never again. No one would hurt her ever again. She was his to claim and hold, his to mate with, his forever.
    “Yo, hunter. Let go. Let him go. Snap out of it. I don’t want to hurt you.”
    Darius raked a claw down Kyle’s throat, drawing beads of blood.
    He ignored the beta, who cursed and raked another claw down Kyle’s throat. But the pounding in Kyle’s blood and the heavy fury in his head crazed him. Aiden would die for wanting to hurt her... wanting to mate with Arianna.
    He shook the muscled, powerful alpha like a stuffed toy. “Not yours, bastard. Mine. Mine.”
    “Never,” Aiden gasped. “Never... hurt her. Love... like daughter. Arianna... yours.”
    With every ounce of strength, Kyle forced back the frenzied thoughts, forced himself to remember this was Aiden. Friend. Leader. Respected. No threat.
    Lowering the male, Kyle relaxed his grip. Aiden dropped to the ground, rubbing his bruised throat and wheezing for air.
    Slowly the red haze of fury dimmed, and Kyle could see straight. But Arianna’s lovely face still dominated his thoughts, her name remaining a thick chant in his blood.
    He shrugged off Darius, still facing him with his claws extended. The fever gradually faded, his heartbeat resuming a normal rhythm, though his blood still surged, the primal male violence barely below the surface. Gradually his body returned to its normal Skin form.
    Kyle tensed, waiting for Aiden to give Darius the kill order. He was beyond caring. All that mattered was Ari, and keeping her away from Aiden or anyone else who dared to abuse her.
    And then he realized both of them remained still. The cool, calm and logical side of him kicked in, edging away the primitive Satyr.
    What the fuck had Aiden done?
    The alpha shook his head and rubbed his bruised windpipe. “Good plan, Darius, except you didn’t tell me he’d go for my throat.”
    “My bad,” Darius said in a shaky voice. “Didn’t realize he could move so fast.”
    Stunned, Kyle stared. “You set me up. You knew this would happen. It’s why you sent the other males away.”
    “Because you’re half Satyr, a little secret you shared only with myself and Darius here,” Aiden wheezed. “And we didn’t want them knowing exactly what you are and how you’d react.”
    Kyle stared at his fingers,