“I’m Jace.” He let her see his own fangs. “And you’re mine.” A claim made before all the wolves in the room. From now on, any wolf who touched her would face him—and death.She swallowed and tilted her head back to better meet his stare. “Hello, husband.”The wolf within growled…Mine.”

“Fane's wolf must have been in control of the wheel because he leaned down over Jacque and growled low. He placed his face against her neck, breathing deep, and his voice was guttural when he spoke. "Mine." Jacque turned her head slightly and did what no other would ever be able to do when this alpha was at this point, she looked him in the eyes. "Yes, I am yours.”

“He made a sound deep in his throat, pulled her closer and covered her mouth with his, a claiming kiss that made her skin tingle. His stubble rasped her skin. He tasted nice, minty, unexpected, as he tilted his head and slipped his tongue between her lips. She curled her fingers in the thick hair at the back of his neck, holding him to her as his tongue explored, as she lifted hers to meet his and return the intimate caress.”

“A young wolfhound must meet his first wolf someday, but if the wolf sees him as a puppy, if he acts the puppy, the wolf will surely kill him. The wolfhound must be a wolfhound in the wolf's eyes even more than in his own, if he is to survive.”

“She stared at his sharp teeth and swallowed the lumpthat formed in her throat. “Um, you look scary when youshow your…uh…teeth. They look really sharp.”He didn’t get angry. In fact, her words seemed toamuse him greatly. “The better to eat you with,” heteased softly.Tammy’s heart flipped inside her chest. “That’s a badjoke, right? Please tell me you’re just kidding.”“I’m not a wolf.”“I’m not wearing red.”“I still want to eat you.”

“I'm mesmerized by the way his fingers move confidently along her skin, as though her body is his to reat and touch and tend to. She was mine before she was yours: The words are there, unexpectedly, surging from my throat to my tongue. I swallow them back.”