My lips twisted at that thought. How the hell was I supposed to share her with my brothers?
She's Fagua. She's not just some girl who wants to be kissed.
I clenched my fists to keep from putting my hands all over her, from stroking that soft-looking skin until she moaned and writhed beneath me.
"You're not going to hurt me?" the woman asked, giving me a wary glance.
I frowned, my wolf snarling in my chest. "Who are you? And what the fuck are you doing here?"
She raised her chin. "My name is Mayia. I was sent here to speak with you."
I stepped in front of Fagua, putting myself between her and the girl. "About what?"
"I'll speak to Fagua alone."
"I'm not going anywhere," I said.
I glared at the girl with her pale skin and dark eyes with matching hair. I didn't like her scent. Dead-like. There was only one creature who smelled like that—a fucking vampire. I'd only been in the presence of one and then I'd ripped him to death.
Curiosity got the better of me. I wanted to hear what she had to say, so I allowed her time to speak. "You have five minutes."
She nodded and took a deep breath, probably waiting for me to leave them alone. That wasn't what I agreed to. I said she had five minutes, but that wouldn't be alone with Fagua. "I'm the mate to the Alpha of the Stone Pack."
My eyes narrowed, thinking she couldn't be telling the truth. No way was she a wolf. "You don't smell like a wolf. Not completely."
"I'm a wolf and…" Mayia hesitated, and her gaze flickered to Fagua before returning to me.
She closed her eyes and whispered, "A vampire."
My eyes narrowed. As I'd suspected, she was a vampire, but only half. Still, it made no sense as to why she was even here.
"What the fuck?" I blurted because wolves hated vamps more than witches. And vampires loved to kill as many of us as they could. How the hell had two arch-enemies mated?
"Listen, I don't have time to explain." She paled. "Fagua, your father isn't happy you left."