ELLA.
I really did not know what had suddenly come over me, but a wild, untamed restlessness was clawing at the inside of my ribcage.
My wolf was pacing, thrashing, and whining in a way she hadn't in a very long time. All I could think about, all I craved with a fierce, bone-deep desperation, was the feel of Lawrence's mouth pressed hard against mine. I hadn't wanted him to stop earlier, and now the hunger was back, red-hot and demanding.
I had no rational explanation for this sudden shift, but Nyx was acting completely possessive and ravenous. It was as though, in the wake of his fierce promise to protect my pup, she had suddenly woken up and recognized our mate all over again.
The mate bond.
That ancient, magnetic pull had flared to life with a vengeance. That had to be it. The raw power of it was pulsing through my veins, obliterating every drop of my hesitation and fear.
