#Chapter 329 – Power Move
To my shock, Rafe just wraps me up in his arms and pulls me into a tight hug. “If you get killed I’ll never forgive you,” he murmurs, his head ducked low against my own. “And dad will slaughter me. So. Avoid that, please. I would like to live long enough to meet my mate.”
I go still but then laugh a little, hugging my brother back for a long moment before he lets me go, still looking down at me like he hates me a little bit but giving into it.
Jesse just sighs and wraps me in a hug next. “Give ‘em hell, baby trouble,” he murmurs. “And don’t shoot me in the face when you come for me – I’m very pretty, it’s my only saving grace. Don’t take that away.”
I laugh, shoving him away next and turning to Jackson – who is hardest of all.
He just sighs and nods towards the helicopters, to where all the troops are gathering – some of them his, waiting for him. The four of us walk together, me close to Jackson’s side.
His wolf snarls and howls, scratching at the edge of our bond, desperat

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