Chapter 7

Adam

I'm in my wolf form, crouched low to the ground, watching her through narrowed slits. She's terrified but determined to fight. Her breathing becomes erratic, making it difficult to track her movements.

She kicks wildly, striking me repeatedly. I could rip her limb from limb easily, but something about her defiance intrigues me. Something that tells me she may be worth keeping alive.

I shift slightly, moving closer to her so that I can smell her fear. My nose twitches as I catch a hint of her blood as she scratched herself.

Her eyes are wild as they dart everywhere, looking for some kind of salvation. I lift one large black paw, placing it gently on hers. Immediately, she freezes. A smile creeps across my muzzle as I begin to rub it along the length of her arm. She makes me furious, yet her scent invokes such powerful feelings within me. I want to kill her just as much as I crave to protect her.

I lick my lips and inhale deeply. Her sweet scent overwhelms me, driving my wolf crazy