She was still bleeding. The metallic scent of fresh blood assaulted Tyler’s nostrils, and the moment he stopped the car in front of the hotel, he shoved the door open and got out without looking back.
She'd been hurt, and all his wolf wanted to do was make her feel better. Take care of her as a mate should. The scent had Tyler so wound up he had to ball his fists and concentrate on keeping Hunter under control. It had taken everything in him not to chase after the last of the men who had taken her from her home and tied her up. He wanted to rip them apart like the others for daring to touch her. He hadn't lost control like that in a long time.
If he gave in to Hunter, the demented wolf would do just that. It would take little effort to hunt them down.
The attendants opened the hotel's w
