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That was unexpected...

Finley's eyes widened in surprise as she watched Whip racing towards the gathered wolves and throwing himself at Kaizer in a rage. Without even thinking, she stepped forward protectively in front of Fox. Whip was young, and he was terribly outmatched in this fight. Even so, Fin stayed with her alpha, knowing that the woman could not (more like SHOULD not) protect herself if the violence turned towards her as Fin anticipated it might.

Her hackles raised as she watched the scene unfold. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the flash of silver as Lagan turned and fled the scene, but she could spare no thought to it as Elwood suddenly sprang forward. Her heart hammered as she watched her mate attack the other male, wrestling him away from Whip and then battling to gain the upper hand. More than ever, she felt the urge to join the fight and take down the asshole that had threatened her pack, but her faith in her mate held her steady in place, watching with adrenaline in her veins and fire in her eyes.

Fin could smell Kaizer's blood in the air when he finally went limp beneath Elwood's teeth. Unlike her daughter, the Blackthorn felt nothing but pride at the sight of her mate slaying his foe like a beast. She growled low in her chest with approval and lifted her chin as she stepped forward to nose at the stain of red on Elwood's lips. Her growl turned to a purr as she licked his muzzle in a sign of affection and respect. Her man had just killed a bitch. That was just plain hot. And very distracting from the fact that her kids had run away on her.