**POV SWITCH: ALPHA DENZEL'S**
"Give her to me," I snarled at Thor.
I moved toward him, my chest burning with an emotion I couldn't quite name—possessiveness? Anger? Jealousy?
I didn't know which. All I knew was that the sight of her in his arms ignited something hot and vicious inside me.
Something I'd never felt before, not even with my most favored consort, Cateneo Gatina.
Thor passed her over without a word. She was feather-light in my grasp, the mud caking her face masking who she was. He had dug her out of the mud, literally pulled her from the earth's grip. He did. And not me.
"It will take us a day to reach the West if we travel in our wolf form," Thor said urgently, dragging my attention back from my trance. "She needs treatment. Soon."
I stared down at the fragile figure in my arms, surprised at how breakable she looked. She looked dead but I could still see her chest moving slowly. She was breathing.
