All Chapters of Freakn' Shifters: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

"You shouldn't wander off alone. It's dangerous." Kendrick's words startled her from her contemplation of the grooves on the wall. Whirling, Ruth clasped a hand to her chest. "Must you sneak?" Lost in the marvel of her discovery, she never heard him arrive. But she should have expected it, given his new goal in life involved sticking to her like glue. "I don't sneak. I skulk. I am a professional skulker, best in my family." A wild boast that made her smile and giggle. It was then he hit her with it. His first genuine smile. Not just any smile, but an intimate grin, just for her. Hear that? The silence. It was the sound of her heart stopping in shock. God, she'd thought him cute before, but a truly happy Kendrick, wearing a sexy, teasing grin, was enough to make her knees weak. It took all of her control not to throw herself at him. "Skulking is for animals." "Yeah. That sounds about right." He inched closer, his lips still curved so sexily. Flu

At the first ominous rumble, Joel dropped everything and ran for the ruins. He didn't need to see the cloud of dust puffing out to know part of it collapsed. With Ruth inside! Darting into the tunnel, blinking furiously at the cloud silting in the air, he tried not to panic. Kendrick's with her. He'll keep her safe. Unless they got flattened by a rock. Not impossible given the size of some of the chunks he found obliterating their passage. What eased his mind somewhat was he didn't scent blood or hear any cries for help or of pain. He took this to mean they managed to escape the architectural disaster and took refuge or searched for an exit in an intact portion. Joel loped along the debris-strewn corridors, sniffing for a sign, ignoring those that didn't pertain. In the end, he heard them before he saw them. Heard her cries and moans of pleasure as Kendrick touched Ruth. My woman. His wolf growled. Demanded they stop their pack mate from claiming what was theirs

Ruth's shriek saw Kendrick sprinting the last few yards to the exit. Forget talking to Joel about her rejection and disbelief in their affection. His mate needed him. With no heed to possible danger, he dove through the opening, Joel right behind him. They sprang to their feet behind Ruth who stood face to face with a tanned male. Immediately, his body bristled and his wolf snarled at the stranger. Sniffing, he took in the aroma of the man eyeing them with a hint of mockery. A cat, or so his wolf claimed with head-tossed disdain. "Who are you and what do you want?" Kendrick boldly asked. The golden eyes perusing him didn't even blink, and the stranger did not reply. Did he even speak English? "I think we've found the Jaguar clan," Joel muttered in a low voice. "Duh," Kendrick replied, his eyes never leaving those of the warrior before him. But it wasn't the single cat standing benignly with his hands at his side that had his wolf's hackles up. It was the s

Regaining consciousness on the ground wasn't one of his most noble moments, especially when Joel recalled how he arrived there. The bloody jaguar tribe, not so much the mighty heroes he'd imagined them, took them on, and won dammit, mostly because one of the golden-eyed cats, through gritted teeth while strangling Joel in a neck hold said, "You idiot, you're going to need your strength if you wish to win back your woman. Just lie still and let me knock you out." Give up? What madness was that? Since when did he and his best bud calculate odds? Although, noting only he and Kendrick remained standing against the warriors ? warriors, he might add, who still outnumbered them three to one ? Joel sighed and finally gave in. He wouldn't do Ruth much good dead, and besides, if they wanted him unconscious and not dead then it meant perhaps things could still turn out all right. Of course, it seemed the sedative the golden-eyed bastard gave him came in more than one dose. Given the

"Six guys?" Kendrick remarked, cracking his knuckles as he eyed the dudes lined up across the ring. "Piece of cake." "You only fight two per round," Chaob volunteered, having designated himself their guide for the event. "How many rounds?" "Three per night, until all the challengers are gone. We fought nine groups, Acat and I," Chaob boasted. "Our female was in high demand." "How many do we have?" Kendrick asked. "Lucky for you, the scent of your seed clung to the female when she was captured. Only three sets of challengers stepped forth. The first two pairs will not be hard to beat; Bola, however, is a beast." "Great. So let me get this straight again. We get the challengers to cry uncle and we walk out of here with Ruth." "After you mark her, then yes. You will be allowed to leave." "And we don't have to change her into anything?" Kendrick asked. "So long as she keeps our secrets, the choice is yours." "Then let's do this."