Rhydric, Azrael, and Theodore strode inside, bringing the raw, dominant energy of three powerful werewolves with them.
Eryx reacted on pure instinct. A savage, guttural growl tore from his throat, possessively.
The sound rumbled against Athena's lips like a wolf guarding its kill. His body caged her even tighter against the bed, crushing her impossibly closer to his body. His hand fisted into her short white hair, holding her exactly where he wanted her.
His wolf was snarling at his brothers. "Mine. Back off."
Athena shivered at the raw claim in that sound, heat flooding her core. What is with the sudden possessiveness? Everyone knew he had always been the most possessive one, but this was new.
Rhydric entered last. He simply leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching with an unreadable expression that somehow made the air feel heavier.
