Dustin’s growl could be heard all the way to the ground floor. People hesitated and looked around scared as they tried to figure out if there was a wild animal ready to attack them. And there was a wild animal. Dustin’s skin prickled as black fur sprouted from his pores. His canines lengthened to dangerous, sharp weapons as his eyes swirled with liquid gold. His wolf was threatening to take over, already halfway done, so that he could go and claim their mate, regardless of what she said. He went down on one knee, using a fisted hand to hold himself above the ground. His vision was tunneled, focused only on his mate. He growled again, a little louder now. From far away he could hear someone calling his name. He tried to concentrate on that, rearing his wolf. It would not end well if he turn
