MATE
His body thrummed like plucked strings of a guitar. His heart accelerated like a wild horse. His wolf growled inside, rising from its slumber, wanting to force its way out. All he wanted at that very moment was to pin her down, claim her and mark her. The men standing in front of him were potential threats to his claim. He wanted to kill them all. His wolf wanted to huff and puff and burn the whole world down to get to his mate.
MATE.
Eltanin could feel his fangs descending and his venom pooling in his mouth. A rumble left his chest as his entire body was drawn to her like a magnet. Sweat lined his skin and it took every bit of his energy not to lunge at her, grab her and drag her off to some place safe, away from the eyes of other men.