Fox, Morgan - Tempted by the Moon [Moonlight Shifters 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Morgan Fox Page B

figured.” Sebastian released Brie, turned, and picked up more debris off the floor. “If you haven’t come to help clean or do something useful, then perhaps its best you leave.”
    Ryken chuckled. “Wow, you really are a grump. Maybe you need a little more one-on-one time with your mate, alpha dog.”
    Suddenly, everything around her moved at hyperspeed. Sebastian’s arms opened and all he held crashed to the floor. He launched himself towards Ryken, snarling and growling like a wild beast, arms swinging.
    If not for Jonah and Luken, Sebastian would have been pummeling the shit out of Ryken’s beautiful face. Jonah and Luken held the struggling and angry Sebastian, grunting as they tried to steady him.
    Sebastian’s body enlarged, eyes flickering silver, claws lengthening into razor-sharp knives. He was going to turn into the wolf. Brie swallowed hard, knowing he could easily kill everyone in the room.
    Instinct took over, compelling her to step forward and place herself between Sebastian and Ryken. A powerful force clawed at her mind to intervene—to heal. Eyes wide, she stared at the man she loved and pressed the palm of her hand flat against his rumbling chest. He stilled on contact as if jolted by her touch.
    Sebastian’s exotic silver eyes appeared to be outlined with the faintest edge of kohl, his body enlarged, an indication that his beast was breaking through his hold. His control failing. Brie knew she should be afraid of the raging beast, but it was Sebastian. Her Sebastian, and she had to believe that he would not hurt her. Her belly fluttered with nerves at the thought she could be wrong.
    Brie spoke low, “Sebastian, don’t. What are you doing? Ryken is your family. He’s only teasing you. Why are you acting this way?” She caressed his whiskered cheeks with her hands.
    He snapped his arms back, launching both Jonah and Luken off of him as if the men hadn’t really been restraining him. He grabbed hold of Brie’s hands and pressed each one to his mouth, then turned abruptly and charged through the back door, leaving them all staring after him.
    Glancing around the room, she muttered, “What the hell was that all about?” She turned as Jonah approached.
    Hiking his shoulders, Jonah whispered, “Sebastian hasn’t quite forgiven Ryken for attacking you in the woods last month. He seems to be holding a slight grudge.”
    Brie’s eyes narrowed. “That’s just ridiculous. Ryken never hurt me. Besides, I was new here. He didn’t know who I was. He was protecting his home, for crying out loud. Sebastian told me that himself.”
    “I know, but I think being away from you for so long has messed with his head. His beast edged a little closer to the surface than we generally like them to.”
    She held up her hand. “Wait, you mean he’s gone out there to turn into his wolf, but there’s no full moon?” Once the words left her lips she realized how stupid that was to say. Tumbling nerves were turning her brain into a bucket of useless matter. Jonah had already shared with her that werewolves didn’t need the moon to shift. The presence of the full moon only made shifting a greater temptation—running wild through the woods, howling at the full moon felt blissful.
    “We can do that anyway, the moon gives us a little less control over the wolf. We have more urges,” he raised his brows up and down several times indicating his sexual reference. “Most times we have control, but Sebastian let the beast get control for too long, that’s why everything around you has been destroyed, why he and I are not talking, and why he just wanted to rip Ryken’s head off.” He brushed his fingers over her heated cheek. “He’ll be fine. It might just take a little time for him to calm down.”
    Brie rolled her eyes at his comment, her gaze focused on the pool of blood she had noted earlier. “Is that Sebastian’s blood on the floor over there?”
    Brie pointed towards the fireplace, and all eyes