Nate's POV
I couldn't stop him, his brutal fury had erupted without me having a chance to even try to stop him, although I wasn't sure that I would have acted differently.
Brutus flew through the air, snatching Beatrice from the relaxed-looking guard who handed her over without so much as a protest.
I could hear voices in the background but couldn't focus on them as Brutus's fury consumed me.
"Everyone out, it's not safe here while he's like this. I don't want anyone getting caught in the crossfire and he would never forgive himself if he injured an innocent…"
"I see you wolves are even more touchy than I remembered."
"You're holding his mate, Rae. They're mated and marked and if she dies, his wolf will slowly go insane..."
"I mean, not to be a dick or anything, but it looks like he's almost there as it is..."
"Mm. Follow me, we need to take her to the infirmary and pray that they can save her."
"What about them?"