Read NocC 001- Katie Reus - Destined Mate - Harlequin 2011-10 for Free Online

and no doubt intentionally to piss off her leader.
    Ignoring him, she stared at Titus. “I am not a prisoner. Please let her go. This has gone too far. You can see I’m unharmed. Anything you do against this pack now will be an act of war.” Her heart pounded wildly as she watched his hand tighten on the woman’s throat. All he’d have to do was extend his claws and rip her throat out. If her people shed the first blood tonight, it wouldn’t end here. A new war would erupt and she didn’t think either of their kind could stand that type of staggering loss. They were dwindling in numbers as it was.
    “I’ll let her go if the wolf fights me…for you.” His voice was full of pride and she realized this wasn’t about her. He’d come to get her, sure. But this was about saving face in front of their warriors.
    “This is stupid. I’m not anyone’s to fight—”
    “Deal,” Knox said behind her. Before she could respond, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back tight against him.
    Angry at his response, she looked up at him and started to protest but he crushed his mouth over hers. The kiss wasn’t light or sweet but hard and claiming. Anyone watching would recognize that he meant to mark her as his. She felt his possession straight to her toes and he wasn’t even bothering to hide his scent of desire. It was potent and as overwhelming as the man himself, wrapping around her like a shroud.
    And she didn’t fight him. When a moan started to build in her throat, he abruptly broke their connection and thrust her into Alaric’s arms. “Keep her by your side.” His voice was rough and uneven.
    She wanted to try to stop him but was too numb to move. A fight between two leaders usually meant one thing. They wouldn’t stop until one of them was dead. It all depended on the final victor, but neither species was known for showing mercy. When this was over, only one of them was walking away. She couldn’t deny to herself who she wanted the victor to be. Titus was okay as far as tribe leaders went. Immediately after she’d run from Knox she’d been on the move for about forty years, never staying in one place very long. Then fifty years ago Titus had given her shelter when she’d needed it but she had no loyalty to him. To any of her coven.
    The thought of losing Knox now that fate had dropped her into his life again…she fought off the shudder. If Titus killed Knox, she knew she’d die as well because she wouldn’t be able to control herself from attacking him. The feelings Knox had evoked in her…she didn’t even want to go there right now.
    Titus shoved the trembling she-wolf to the side and stripped off his jacket. “Weapons?”
    The woman scrambled toward one of her pack members as Knox shook his head. “We fight in our natural form.”
    Titus’s white toothpaste-commercial grin conflicted with the dangerous glint in his eyes. “Perfect.”
    Angela clenched her fists at her sides, feeling helpless and hating it. Instinct told her to jump in between them and stop this madness.
    She must have moved in their direction because Alaric’s hold tightened. “Don’t interfere,” he murmured to her as he tightly gripped her upper arm.
    Wrenching her arm away, she ignored him and his comment. All around, the rest of Knox’s pack and Titus’s warriors surrounded the two men. The vampires she’d known were waiting in the forest had shown themselves and now joined the rest of them.
    Knox stripped his long-sleeved sweater off but didn’t bother with his pants or boots. Standing behind him she only got a brief view of his broad shoulders and muscular back before he underwent the change.
    She hadn’t seen a lot of werewolves shift before but he was scary fast. Not like the males from earlier that night. No wonder he was Alpha. His bones shifted, broke and realigned before she had a chance to blink. And he was huge, probably six feet on all fours. Under the moonlight his all black coat gleamed.