Chapter 36: Talon's POV

My wolf perked up and started flipping and I knew who had stepped into the banquet hall before I even picked up her scent.

My eyes finally zeroed in on her as she walked to the table with Sara by her side.

The dress she wore was a terrible choice. It hugged her in the right places, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her cleavage peaked at the top of the chest and all I wanted to do was tear that slit open and fuck her till she forgot her name.

My cork throbbed ...