Anaiah's pov

A few minutes later, the rogues are all dead and a few Werebears are retreating; however, my brother isn't letting them leave alive.

'I want them all dead,' Enrique growls.

Sighing in relief, I shift back into my human form. A female warrior throws me a huge shirt that reaches mid-thigh. I help paramedics attend to the injured.

An hour later we burn the dead bodies of rogues and Werebears. I try to mind-link my mate but he doesn't answer.

"Hey, are you alright?" Asks Erickson, ...