Bel felt the Bond between himself and Emma sizzle and snap. It hadn't completely broken, but it was hanging by a thread. He fell to his knees, gasping. The only time he had ever heard of something like this happening was when a Claimed one was Claimed by another... But there were protocols, rites to observe, it couldn't just be done! His gaze shot to the stag.
“You!” He growled. “This is all your doing!” He dove at the stag, claws extended, teeth bared. This time he was going to rip the stag into minuscule pieces, then burn them, THEN hide them in a million places so Emma could never find them all to reconstruct this monstrosity! The stag changed Forms swiftly and tried to side-step him, but Bel still managed to sink his claws into one muscled thigh. He ripped at the flesh, tea
