Wolff's bear paced erratically inside his skin. The animal wanted to destroy any challenge in front of him. It wanted to hurt the person who had put that look of worry on his mate's face.
"I don't want you to get hurt." Neve gripped his hand her blue eyes swimming with uncertainty.
"I'll get hurt Neve. This is part of my life. I have a responsibility and if that is challenged I have to fight to show my dominance. Don't worry, I may get hurt, I may fall down but I'll get back up. I have you to come back to." He smiled.
Neve didn't seem convinced. He knew this was all new to her. She didn't fully understand their ways. In time she would.
"I have to go." Wolff whispered an unease settling into his bones, he could smell Maxton's anger which was unsettling his Clan.
"Ok."
Neve stood pulli
