Dante's POV
Seeing the crystal mid-swing, rage exploded through my chest.
"Stop!" The word tore from my throat and echoed through the hallway as I lunged forward and caught the girl's wrist before the pointed edge could connect with Delilah's face.
MINE, my wolf snarled in my head with such ferocity it made my vision blur red.
The girl yelped in pain as I squeezed her wrist hard enough to make her drop the crystal, which clattered to the floor and skittered away across the polished wood. Sarah, I think her name was.
"What the f**k do you think you're doing?" I demanded while shoving her backward so hard she stumbled into the wall.
"We were just"
"Just what?" I was already moving past her toward the male who'd shoved Delilah from behind while my wolf screamed MINE OURS PROTECT in my
