Seth
Staring at Liora held in a headlock, I stalk toward the training ring she is in. Luke’s mate tentatively lets her go, as the power and anger inside my blood courses out in waves. I watch as Liora stands, worry in her eyes as she places her hand on my shoulder.
“Seth, we were just sparring,” she states, her scent wrapping around me. Something has changed about it. It has grown sweeter and warmer. The urge to protect her grows stronger and without thinking, I scoop her into my arms and walk out of the training facility with everyone watching. I note the scrapes and bruises left on her as she silently lets me carry her. The broken bond hums with satisfaction, even though I can feel Liora growing angry at me.
“Seth, put me down!” she orders, her voice imbued with a beta command. My blo
