Damon & Natalia
Damon
I practically had to drag Natalia inside the pack house. By the time we were inside, she was scratching at my arm in an attempt to break free, and was on the verge of biting me.
When I turned to look at her, I was struck by what I saw. Natalia looked completely out of it; her eyes were wild and unfocused, pupils practically drinking up the entirety of her irises, hair falling into her face, chest heaving.
“Let me go!” she snarled. “I need to go back!”
“You know I can’t do that.”
She bared her fangs, snapping at the arm that was holding her. Her canines managed to nick my bicep before I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me, pinning her arms to her sides.
“Let me GO!” She thrashed against me, clawing desperately at my arm. “My mate! I need m
