***Zander***
All I saw was red. The moment I unzipped Yara’s jumper, the wolf inside me became angry. The bruising on her neck was something I never wanted to see on her perfect skin. Although it seemed to heal slowly, I never wanted her to get hurt. Ever. That was the whole reason why I bit her.
My wolf immediately came to the surface at the sight of her bruising. Someone had strangled her for sure. I inhaled her scent to see if the person responsible for harming her had their scent on her. It angered me even more when I realized that it was a bloodsucker's scent.
My wolf wanted to rip the head off of any and every vampire. It was bad news since I was about to attend a meeting with my father. I knew that the moment we got to the agreed meeting spot just outside our pack lands, my wolf
