Her scent filled my nostrils, tantalizing me and drawing me irresistibly to her.
My eyes were glued to her face as I carried her to Rachel's cave. I tried to imprint her beauty in my memory. Her head had fallen against my chest, leaving her neck open and exposed, and I couldn't stop my lips from curling and my canines from stretching. They itched to be buried in that alluringly fair neck. My wolf trashed in my head, demanding that I mark her.
'Mate! Mine!' Xander burst in my head, almost giving me a headache. 'Mark her, human. She is ours!'
He did not want to know that the woman in my arms was now unconscious and must also give us permission to claim her. For the moment, even her wolf was disabled, especially after the men's assault. I had yet to deal with them; all those who attacked h
