"We have to go back, love," Marcus said in a soft voice. She moved her face to bury in his chest and purred a protest.

He chuckled, removing her hair from her shoulder to see his mark. The two angry red marks were lying in between her neck and shoulders. He wanted to howl with pride that he had not only found his mate, but had claimed and marked her. How could a little thing like Lara wrap him around her little finger? He sighed at the thought. His wolf was content now that he had mated with Lara. But there was always a small threat. She was so beautiful...