“You’re such a fool sometimes,” Lily laughed, pushing against Kent.
He grabbed her wrists, smiling at her. “A fool for you.”
“Oh Goddess,” she cried, “and you’re a corny fool too.”
He leaned in to kiss her, expecting to feel her soft, pliant lips but he felt only air as he toppled forward. Suddenly he was in wolf form, Pax running through the trees with urgency. There were people mindlinking him but all he felt was the sense of dread. He knew his mate was hurt and hurt badly. He pushed his wolf to run faster, willed himself to reach to her.
When he finally arrived in the clearing, Lily was laying there in human form, covered in blood. His wolf howled and he shifted back into human form. As he moved to hold the body of his mate, she changed.
Suddenly it wasn’t Lily, but Riley he held.
