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Asher felt it rather than saw, from the distance of a still forming mate bond, his mate’s distress. He looked up, and that was when he saw the man that had introduced himself as Ajax with his mate. He’d knocked Kihara out and now she lay cold and unconscious in his arms. A growl tore through the air and earth. Asher’s eyes shivered with emotion, fear and anger. Ajax looked over his shoulders at him, and for once, that unsmiling, unfeeling face dissolved with a smile.

He’d won.

Without time to waste, and with Kihara in his arms, Ajax ran off the roads and into the mountains. His mate weighed nothing in his arms, and was hardly an inconvenience, or deterrent to his speed. Asher screamed with fury, the panic traveling up his throat, clogging his airways. The men charged at him and he swiped and stabbed at every single one of them, not holding back his strengths. He needed to get to Kihara; the only thought that rang loud in his head. He couldn’t let Ajax have her, knowing where he was t