SHE IS MINE! MAKE HER MINE NOW!! SHE IS MINEEEEEEE!!!!
Zephyr's wolf snarled, a raw sound ripped from his throat. He'd never been blindsided by such a potent, overwhelming pull.
Selene.
She remained within the circle of his arms, her surprised eyes a tangible thing in the air between them.
Confusion clouded her gaze.
She was deep in thoughts.
I'll kill you at the perfect time but for now, I shall Mark you!!
Selene's mind latched onto the later threat, the promise of being marked, convincing herself that it was more urgent .
It would be foolish, to acknowledge the unwelcome shiver that traced her spine at his possessive words, a chill that felt strangely… delicious…..
How could he make her forget about the declaration of her impending death just by starring in to her eyes…..
"Please…" Selene's voice trembled, barely a whisper.
She wasn't even sure what she begged for. His dark eyes held her captive, each look sent a ripple of intense sensation.
