My gaze settled on Iris. My eyes lingered on Cassian's arms around her. I couldn't explain how I felt seeing that but I pushed it aside now. My eyes traveled to her cloth, which was torn and the dirt on it. Her hair was tangled, there was a scrap on her cheek and her eyes showed fear. Something inside me snapped.
Something had happened here, I could feel it. My hands clenched tightly and the muscles in my jaw tightened. My wolf surged violently beneath my skin.
Mine.
The growl echoed through my mind.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
The word became a roar. My wolf demanded blood.
Someone had touched her. Someone had put fear in her Someone had dared to put their hands on his mate.
For one terrifying moment, he wanted to tear the entire fortress apart until he found the one responsible. No questions or mercy.
Just blood. A lot of blood.
That was what my wolf wanted.
