EVANDER
‘Get up and fight me like a man.’ she taunted. Her features were changing, her face was getting wrinkled and a few of her hair strands were graying. Her eyes had darkened and I knew we were in trouble.
Maybe this was my punishment for all I’ve done.
“Oh, I plan to. If it means I get to take you out of her body.” I challenged, my nails elongating as my fur started to appear all over my body, my bones cracking painfully, hinting that I was not shifting into Cathal’s wolf form, but his Lycan.
My mate was in danger, and I needed to save her from her evil side. She needed me.
Howling at the almost full moon, I shifted fully, my big paws stomping on the stone floor as I drooled in hunger once again.
Cathal was starving once again. This time, for the urge to protect what we both
