“Don’t shift, do you hear me?” I whispered harshly, holding her shoulders. “We don’t need you tearing through Brooklyn in a rage right now.” “They have my fucking mate, Nikki.” “And you are the only known shifter that turns into a saber-toothed tiger. If you out yourself as a member of the militia, they’re coming for your entire family. The kids included. Death would be a gift if Ty got ahold of them.” I hated the truth of the words. I didn’t want to say them, but a harsh reality was needed to keep her in check.
