I watch Maya as she clutches the tree, testing my wolf’s restraint. She may think she is safe and nothing will happen, but the urge to bite her is becoming strong. I thought I had myself under control.

Oh how wrong I have been.

Evelyn glances at me, knowing I’ve heard every single word, even though my wolf is mostly in control. My body tenses at the mere thought of sinking my fangs into her. The mark, the hunt, and the pull are just going to get worse until she gives in to me. To us.

I ...