Chapter 9 Lance

• Between the murderous thoughts running through my head, thinking how dare these mutts threaten my mate, and the nauseating indignation as to how she could think I couldn't protect her myself, deep down, I knew what Chiara was doing.
• Still, when the shifters moved closer to our position, I couldn't stop the snarl that ripped from my throat. My wolf pushed against the confines of my body, begging to be let out and lay havoc. Elongated canines dug deep into my lips, and claws slipped from my fingertips.
• Depending on the Alpha, the effect of his dominance could vary. Adrian's dominance was a toe-curling chill that sunk deep into a person's bones. It was designed to instill fear, immobilize, and bend others to his will. Fitting for someone of his designation.