~ ZEV ~
Zev stepped smoothly between Sasha and Minos as his friend snorted, his fists tightening at his sides and his scent spiked with anger.
"Min," Zev said calmly, but readying to fight, "she was attacked. She didn't go after Xar, he went after her. With a knife."
Minos snorted again, but he hesitated. "He brought a weapon against her?"
"Worse, he did it because I was fighting him for Alpha and he was losing. He went for her to hurt me. He'd brought the blade to a mating ritual and hidden it in his clothing. She was only saving her own life—and ending his, rightly. He broke every tradition we hold sacred. Did you hear me, Min? He already has a mate and he tried to take mine."
Minos stared at Zev, obviously considering his words. Zev heaved a sigh of relief, the minotaur was a good male, but he could be hot-headed when he was caught off-guard. Zev should have been a lot more careful with his words.
