Chapter TEN

Trench exited the elevator in rare form. His skin itched, the Tiger in his mind’s eye hissed and paced. He was angry. He was hungry. And he was horny. He wanted his fucking mate. Now.

Was he a raging, possessive asshole?

Yep.

And he would own that shit, too. Later. After he found his wayward little kitten.

Mine.

The whole ride home, Dean had been acting like a total fucking prick. He didn’t even let him speed! Using his Alpha voice to ensure Trench had no choice but to listen, the fucker made him do the actual speed limit the entire way back to the city.

He could not wait to see her. Bria, his Tiger breathed her name. The beast was just as anxious as he. And it wasn’t just the threat of those Wolf assholes that made him angry. It was the fact he missed her.

Shit. Trench was acting like a total fucking pussy.

Takes one to know one, his Tiger replied.

Apparently, everyone’s a fucking comedian. Even Cats. SMH.