Rebecca

His wolf felt larger than mine, but I couldn’t see it because of the raven. He pressed his weight down on me, his paws digging painfully into my shoulders.

[Got you now, blind bitch,] his wolf snarled into my mind.

I thrashed beneath him, snapping at his throat, but he dodged my attempts easily. His jaws clamped around my neck, not breaking skin but asserting dominance. I whimpered despite myself, the primal part of me recognizing the threat.

[Shift back!] ...