Chapter 118: King

Mate, Beast chides.

Wet mate, I whisper back with an internal laugh.

Flinging Marinah into the water satisfies something inside me that’s been missing for far too long. I have all of two seconds to enjoy my self-satisfied state before I’m attacked from behind. Claws sink into my back and wrap around my face, going for my eyes. A three-hundred-pound mountain lion is out for my blood. By the time Marinah appears above the water’s surface, I’m in a battle for my life.

The noise coming from my throat is not that of a Warrior. A claw catches me in the forehead and teeth sink into the side of my face.

“If you hurt Callie, you’re a dead man,” Marinah yells between coughs while spitting out water.