DEARIL POV

She dared try to run from us and now she was pointing a gun to our head, a cocky look on her pretty face that had my wolf snarling.

I'd listened to her try to get away, my wolf pushing for me to go after her, but I wanted the thrill of the chase, I wanted her to think that she could get away from me, from us, when in reality she couldn't. I'd taken her for myself, and I was going to keep her come rain or shine, and if she ever tried to leave again, well then, I'd have to introduce her to the darker side...