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her arm and seemed to engulf her instantly.
    It was hard to keep her strength when the sheep inside of her wanted nothing more than to give itself over to her mate, but Olive’s human side was far stronger than her usually shy and timid breed, and she wasn’t about to submit to any male, let alone an overbearing polar bear that thought he could call the shots without even asking her name.
    “Just move out of the fucking way, Olive. Let the bear come after me since he thinks his balls are big enough to take me on.” Of course Trent had to open his big mouth. The low, deep rumble that left the bear went through every single part of her body.
    “Trent, please . You’re not helping things.” She hated begging him for anything, hated that she had to be this docile female because she was afraid of how he would retaliate. But he had reminded her on more than one occasion that if he got injured, or God forbid died, her brother’s life was as good as erased, and so was hers. He laughed low, and she gritted her teeth. She sensed the leopard move closer, and everything inside of her tensed.
    The next sequence of events happened so rapidly that she didn’t know what to think. Trent grabbed her arm and tried to yank her back, but the bear had moved so fast that she stumbled back and saw her mate pin Trent against the wall with a hand to his throat. Olive felt her eyes widen as the bear lifted Trent off the ground with one hand. The bear couldn’t have been much older than she was, but he lifted the leopard off his feet, a male that was well into his forties and solid muscle, as if he weighed nothing at all. Her heart thundered in her chest, and her pulse pounded in her ears. The music still pumped throughout the room, and their position made it impossible for the main floor of people to see what was happening.
    “Stop.” The word was a strangled groan from her.
    The bear wouldn’t listen, and even after Trent’s leopard rose up and his eyes flashed with pure animalistic rage, she knew she had to put an end to this before there was a full out shifter brawl.
    Grabbing onto her composure she went to the bear and grabbed his arm. It was like holding onto steel, and she had a hell of a time even gripping the bulging muscle. She didn’t pay any attention to the electricity that was a steady hum through her body whenever she touched him. She couldn’t, not if she wanted to stop this before it escalated any further. He looked over his shoulder and down at her, and the smirk he gave, canines flashing and all, pissed her off even further. He thought this was funny when it was far from it. In fact, lives were hanging in the balance because of this situation. She didn’t want Trent retaliating on Holden because of this. “Let him go.”
    Flashing her animal would only seem like a bluff tactic given the fact his kind in the wild would have eaten hers. She pleaded with her eyes, because she wasn’t physically capable of prying him off. But out of the blue Trent sucker-punched him in the side of the face, which had his hold loosening. He took a step back, and Trent charged forward, his fists swinging and his leopard flashing across his face. They clashed together in a tumble of fists and roars, and when their huge bodies went to the side and successfully knocked her against the opposite wall, the air left her in a whoosh . How in the hell did this get so out of control? That was easy. These two are alpha assholes in every sense.
    “Stop!” Olive screamed as loud as she could, not caring who heard her in the club. The bear stilled, but Trent kept going. Then in one powerful surge of power the polar bear slammed his fist into the side of Trent’s head, knocking the leopard off his feet and taking him out cold. For a moment all Olive could do was stare at Trent with her mouth gaping open and her eyes no doubt as wide as saucers. He was still alive, but shit, he was going to be pissed when he woke up. And that wasn’t good for her or