Zane laid the unconscious wolf gently on the cave floor; and looked at her in confusion. So many thoughts and emotions were running through his head about this girl. He couldn't understand why he was attracted to this wolf and why he was finding it so hard to walk away from her. She was the enemy! He should kill her where she lay; after all, the wolves killed an innocent blood gatherer!
He sighed loudly and made up a small fire; she was restless so he knew she would wake up soon. He gazed down at her; and slid a lock of black hair from her face. His heart sped up as his finger caressed her skin, revealing his biggest fear.
"This wolf is my mate..." He whispered to no one in particular. The shock of this reality overwhelmed him; he knew he needed time to think away from her and this cave.
