Chapter 15

Pairs of hands jumped and held him back, but even they wouldn’t be able to stop Zeke from cracking the man’s bones if not for Nate screaming his name.

Right now, it was the most beautiful sound he’d ever heard. Zeke struggled against the grips and tried to see Nate. And he saw him, standing next to the car, hands tight into fists, his face and posture reminding Zeke of an angry bitch protective of her puppies.

Or someone whose friends were threatened by a pack of werewolves. Zeke’s heart pounded in his chest as he felt giggles bubble up in joy and delight. He didn’t care anymore about their attackers.

“Nate, you’re back. Oh God, I love you.”

The man before Zeke contorted his face. He squeezed Zeke’s jaw and snapped it away. “You disgust me, you know that? And that little boyfriend of yours. Get lost, before I call my friends. I know they’re going to love Nate, too.” He nodded at his pals. “Let him go. They’re not worth it.”