way.”
He studied her but didn’t loosen his grip until Chase came over and pried his fingers from her arms. “What are you doing? You’re hurting her. Let go.” When she was released, she turned to leave, but Chase stopped her this time by grabbing her hand and pulling her back to him and inspecting her arms where she could feel bruises were already starting to form. She tried to slap his hands away, but all she got for her troubles was a glare and a “hold still” from him. Thinking he was just a man concerned for a woman and would let her go when he was satisfied she was okay, she stopped moving and let him look her over. His fingers traced the marks, and she thought she could see tears shining in his eyes again. When he went to kiss a particularly dark bruise, she heard a growl before Chase was hauled backward and the other man was between them, right in Chase’s face, arguing with him.
* * * *
Devlin had had enough. He knew something had happened between Chase and the female. That much was clear. The female had said she was sorry and tried to leave. Problem was, she shouldn’t be the one apologizing. Chase should be. They didn’t know this female, so she probably didn’t know they were together. But Chase, his Chase , knew better. They had been mated for eleven years and had even left their birth pack to take over the pack here just to be together. When Chase had defended the female and was being so gentle and caring toward her, he had almost lost his temper further. When Chase bent to kiss one of her bruises he had caused, it had pushed Devlin over the edge. He couldn’t stand by and watch while he lost his mate. He had acted on instinct, ripped Chase away from the female, and gotten in his face. “What do you think you are doing? Who is this female? What happened between the two of you? How could you do this to me? We are mates. Mates. Don’t you know what that means? You promised forever. You are mine. ”
Chase didn’t answer. He just stared at him and blinked rapidly. Devlin could feel his world falling apart. He couldn’t think of a reason for Chase to treat the human female the way he had unless there was something romantic going on between them. He had just lost his sister and knew if he didn’t do something he would lose Chase, too.
Devlin studied the female. He couldn’t image what Chase saw in her. Yes, she was pretty, but neither Chase nor Devlin had ever been with anyone but each other. They knew they had another mate out there somewhere and had agreed that no matter what happened, they would never be with anyone other than each other and their other mate when they found her. They had both been attracted to females in the past, but neither of them had ever acted on their attraction. It seemed strange to say, because they had been together for eleven years, but they wanted to ‘save themselves’ for their mate.
Devlin placed a hand on each side of Chase’s face and looked into his eyes. He whispered, “Chase, please explain this to me. I don’t understand. I thought you loved me. Please.” Chase still didn’t answer, and it was driving Devlin crazy. He looked over Chase’s shoulder at the female who was trembling and rubbing her arms. Serves her right. No one touches someone else’s mate. Devlin didn’t care that she was human and probably had no idea what was going on. He didn’t even care that he had hurt her. All he cared about was what was going on with Chase. He couldn’t lose his mate.
“Please, Chase,” he begged.
* * * *
Chase couldn’t believe what was happening. Being an alpha as Devlin was, fate always made sure that your bloodline would be carried on. That was how they knew their other mate had to be a female. But now that he had found her, not only did Devlin not recognize her, but he was being hostile and jealous toward her. Chase didn’t understand. He knew she had to belong to both of them because fate would never be so cruel as to mate