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wounds.
    Tabatha stood over them. All the frustration of the day boiled to the top of her anger.
    Another deep growl emerged from her as she spoke. “Listen, and listen well. I came here to have a nice, quiet night, but no—you stupid little wolves wouldn’t stop. Back off or you’ll really see what we can do! I don’t care what or who you are. No one threatens me!”
    A second later, the bathroom door burst open again. Hoyt and Shane ran in and stopped when they saw the two pack women on the floor. Hoyt looked at Tabatha, scanning her body for injuries. When he didn’t find any, his gaze turned hot, and his face darkened as a snarl slipped out of him.
    Rolling her eyes, Tabatha reached for her purse. “I’m out of here, Melody. I’ll use your phone to call a cab. See you at home.” She pushed her way through the club to the front door, ignoring everyone as she grabbed her coat, but Hoyt stopped her.
    “I don’t want you to leave. Please stay,” his voice lowered to a whisper. “You need protection. Someone wants you dead. Things will be different, I promise.”
    “Listen, I don’t want to come between you and your people.” Tabatha tried to put some distance between them. “It seems they don’t want us together.” She focused on the females who stood watching them.
    His gaze followed hers as she continued, “We’ve only just met, Hoyt. It’s no big deal. I’m sure you can find someone else.”
    She tried to skirt around him, but he growled and pushed her up against the wall.
    Hoyt bent, scooping one arm under her knees, the other curving around her waist. He straightened and pulled her body snugly against his, all the while keeping eye contact. The smell of his cologne penetrated her senses. Tabatha knew something was very wrong by the way her body responded to his.
    “You don’t understand. There can be no other woman for me. I only have one mate and that’s you.” He took a deep breath and nuzzled her ear. “You’re her, Tabatha, and I refuse to let you go—can’t let you go. I’m sorry. All I wanted to do was give you a nice, quiet, and romantic evening.” He tugged on her hair, tilting her head back so she had to stare up at his face.
    Hoyt’s eyes turned deep red. Tabatha swore little flames flashed in them.
    She turned her head, ignoring the plea in his eyes and voice. “I’m human. Anyway, how do I know you’re not the one who murdered my family? The police told me some kind of shifter killed them. It could have been you, for all I know.” She squirmed, but he wouldn’t release her.
    “I could never have hurt your family. You didn’t know this, but Ben was my best friend in high school. Ben used to talk about you all the time. I even came to your cabin a couple of times, but you were at your friend’s house.
    “One night I sneaked up to your parents’ cabin. I was only about 17 when I first saw you. You were standing down at the pier watching boats, and your hair was blowing around your face. It was as if you were someplace else, because you didn’t seem to hear anything, either. Ben crept up on you and scared the shit out of you.
    “I knew you were special then, but I didn’t know how special you were until tonight. Ben and I talked about going into the force together to bring about change among our species and other paranormal races.”
    “Wait a minute. Why do you keep mentioning my brother? He’s dead.”
    Tabatha’s stomach knotted. Does he know more than he’s telling me?
    “Because, my little suspicious belly dancer, one of the reasons I became Captain of the PSU was to solve this case. Now, you’re the target. I won’t lose you.” He turned her head and gazed into her eyes. “I have been waiting for years to finally claim you.” He grazed her bottom lip with his index finger. “I’ll deal with my pack, but you’re mine.” His kiss was hard and fueled with fire, as if to punish her for trying to leave.
    His kiss drowned out all the doubt and confusion