Melody Reese

Suddenly, Draven totally lost it, a deep growl emanating from the deepest part of his throat. It was enough to shake me to my core; the power in it made my wolf cower.

"Draven," I whispered, taking a step back.

"What the hell?" A heave tore out of my open mouth when I looked at his eyes. They were glowing a mix of green and red, dripping with spite.

"Oh my god," I gasped as he turned around at a speed a human eye could not apprehend. Then, in an instance, his claws extended as he lifted his hand, clawing at the bark of a gnarled tree that...