Chapter 72

Nirvana almost had the dagger when Chance woke up. In a blink of an eye, he had his fang on my mate’s neck, his hands locking her arms.

With my heart in my throat, my wolf urged me to come out. I already felt my eyes glowing. The guys growled, ready to attack and rip Chance’s head off.

“Relax!” Archibald became the middleman, stopping us from killing his brother.

Tension quickly erupted in the tomb. I felt their anger everywhere, and my wolf turned feral, about to attack and kill, where his laser eyes focused on the one who had his mate.

“I will fucking kill you and your brother if you won’t let my mate go. You bloodsuckers, maybe fast, but you can’t take us all down in five seconds.” My anger instantly boiled in my blood as I watched Chance’s teeth grazing against my mate’s skin.

“He’s not gonna bite your mate,” Archibald grunted.

“Chance, let her go before it gets bloody down here. She’s not your type, bastard,” Sebastie