Ethan’s POV
The inside of the SUV was a chaos of shadows and ragged breathing, the air thick with the smell of sweat, adrenaline, and something more primal, something that made Loky, my wolf, roar in my mind with a mixture of fury and desire. Nellie struggled beneath me, her pale skin exposed under my hands, her body trembling as she tried to break free. The mate bond throbbed fiercely in my chest, a fire urging me to claim her, to take what had always been mine.
“Nell,” I growled, my voice hoarse, my fingers unbuttoning her pants, “you’re mine. Stop fighting. The bond ties us. It always will.”
Her eyes, filled with terror and rage, locked on mine, and then something changed. A low growl escaped her throat, a sound I didn’t recognize, primal and powerful. Her body convulsed, her bones c
