Liam's POV

　　I pushed my jaw deeper into the wolf's throat, resisting so much desire to just tear his innards out where he lay. But I knew Liam would absolutely end me if I made such a decision. Releasing my jaws from the grip, my sharp fangs slipped out of his flesh so easily and the taste of his blood remained on my tongue. 

　　Stepping backwards, I growled at the brown wolf. My golden fur stained with his blood as it soaked around my mouth and down the tufts of ...