My fingers tug at his shirt, the fabric tearing under my grip, and I feel Eric’s hands on my shoulders, his lips moving lower, trailing fire across my skin. It’s raw, consuming, the kind of heat that could burn this whole pack house down. 

I want more—more of Rick, more of Eric, more of this bond that makes us whole, even without her.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” a voice snaps, sharp and raw, cutting through the haze.

I freeze, my lips still on Rick’s, my hands gripping his hair. I turn my head, slow and deliberate, and there she is—Lia, standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock, her face a storm of fury and something else, something that makes my wolf howl. 

My smirk widens, slow and deliberate, as I meet her gaze, letting her see every bit of the monster she hates.

### Chapter 11: Caught in the Wild 🐺🔥🌙


I stand behind this stranger, my heart slamming against my ribs, my hands shaking as I watch him and Eric stare at each other like they're ready to rip throats.


Eric steps forward, his blue eyes burning with rage, his voice a low growl. "Hand her over, Dean. She's ours."


I'm terrified, my breath hitching, and I press closer to Dean's back, his warmth the only thing keeping me from bolting. "Don't," I whisper, my voice trembling.


Dean glances at me, his dark eyes steady, calm, then back at Eric. He chuckles, the sound low and mocking. "She doesn't want to go with you, Eric. You think you can just drag her back?"


Eric growls, his fists clenching. "She's our mate," he snaps. "You don't get to decide."


Dean's smirk widens, his voice cool. "Mate? Looks like she's running from you. Maybe she's tired of your games."


Eric lunges, his punch fast and brutal, aiming for Dean's face. "You're dead, Dean!" he snarls.


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