Meriwa’s field of vision narrowed, everything else turning misty red and then smoky black. Till there was only him; the big male that hadn’t wanted to take no for an answer. The last she had seen him, he’d been glaring at her with murder in his own eyes.
Now he looked pleased as punch, smiling at her as if he were greeting an old friend. Except there was an edge to his look, a tightness in his furred chest. He even stood and turned to face her, crossing his arms over his barrel chest.
It made her blood boil.
Her human throat could barely form the growl that grew in her chest as she hurled herself towards him, teeth-gnashing and hands curling into claws. She wanted to sink them into him. Until his blood pooled on the floor. The walls. Anywhere, so long as it was spilling out of his ga
