But none of them knew her as he did. They misunderstood her symptoms due to the fact they read her as they would examine a Chimera.
Her averted eyes and hurried dismissals had been discomfort—that tang in her scent, frustration and a blade of fear. But the adult males took it as if she sought anybody else. As if she had no longer but located the male that should maintain her attention.
Which, he supposed, was true. Because the interest she wanted was his.
He let himself linger on her then, looking at the lower back of her neck as she hesitated, looking for a way forward whilst all the adult males inched closer.
His tooth set in opposition to the want to soar into the crowd and battle for her, he only watched. Caressed her hair with his eyes.
She dropped her chin and her shoulders rose
