LANDON
The girl sprawled beneath me on the forest floor, her eyes wide with both fear and defiance, stirred something ancient and possessive in my blood. I'd never felt this way about a human woman before—this burning need to protect, to possess, to consume.
"I want her," my wolf growled low and dangerous in my mind. "She's mine."
But I knew better than most the danger my Lycan nature posed to humans. I'd already destroyed one mate; I wouldn't let Seraphina become the second.
The memory of our moment in the forest burned like hot coals in my gut. I'd nearly lost control, nearly taken her right there on the ground, claimed her the way my beast was howling for me to do. If Kaelen had broken through completely...
