Legacy, Book 5
She’s been through hell, now he’ll show her heaven
Held in captivity for eighteen terrible months, Chrissten Lawton has a long recovery ahead of her. Rescued by the Haven pack, there’s one member in particular who refuses to leave her side, and who also awakens a part of her she thought she’d never get back.
From the moment Hank Brewer picks up Chrissten’s scent, he knows they’re true mates. No matter what is in their pasts, he’s determined to help her and prove she can trust him. He’s a half-breed, but he doesn’t do anything halfway.
But the shifter who claimed Chrissten against her will is on the loose, and he and his rogue pack won’t rest until they have Chrissten back in their clutches and have destroyed the Haven pack.
All was quiet.
He grabbed the upper sill and slid his body through the small opening, landing sure-footed on the gravel floor. This part of the basement wasn’t finished and the musty stench of mildew and mold assailed his nostrils. He ignored the pungent odor and took a deep breath. The smell of garbage, urine and sweat seeped upward from the ground and outward from the wooden structure.
He heard a squeak in the floorboard above him and knew the others were swiftly moving in. If there was a rogue werewolf in the building he would have heard the noise by now. Unless he was otherwise occupied.
Hank’s lips pulled back from his teeth and a low snarl was torn from his throat. He was on the hunt. His body settled into battle mode, ready for anything. He reached out to his wolf, using every advantage at his disposal, heightening his senses.
He knew he was alone but still moved carefully over the hard-packed ground toward a doorway. He slowly turned the handle and eased the door open, cringing when it made a slight popping sound. Years of damp had warped the wood, making it stick to the frame.
A tiny sound caught his attention. A whimper. His head whipped around to the left and he noticed a door with two locks on it. Chrissten. It had to be her. The beat of his heart went from steady to a gallop in under a second as adrenaline surged through his veins.
Before he could take a step toward the locked door a large male appeared at the far end of the hallway. He was a big fucker with broad shoulders and long brown hair. His scent reached Hank, igniting a molten fury inside him. It was a scent he knew well from Chrissten’s blanket, the one he’d taken from her last prison cell. Brian. The male who’d violated Chrissten.
Hank didn’t think, didn’t pause. He attacked.
But this was no human he was fighting. This was a pureblooded werewolf, and he was more than ready to fight. Hank knew the other male wanted it. Craved it as much as Hank did.
They ran at one another, fangs bared, hands tipped in claws as they both partially shifted into their wolf form.
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