Tubs of wet wipes helped clean off the worst of the blood before they donned their clothing. The smell of foreign cat permeated the inside of the car, but no one complained. Dead cats smelled better than live ones.

It was long after midnight when they returned to Marcus's ranch. Nicolas's pack shared a vehicle after dropping off Columbus and his wolves.

He wanted to hold his mate and sink into the velvet softness of her body. He hoped she waited up for him. His wolf ...