Damon’s POV
Before I can even talk I hear a yell and a howl and turn around to see my mate on the ground with a wolf standing over her and my heart stops. I don’t know who that f**k that is but they're dead. I growl as I take off to my little mate. It felt like forever before I got there but I’m sure it was less than a second. By the time I got there the wolf was licking Emily’s face and Emily’s laughing. What’s going on.
“Get off her,” I growl up my alpha tone. The wolf stands up and whimpers taking a few steps back. Emily leans up on her elbow.
“It's ok Damon,” Emily says sticking one hand up in the air. I grab her hand and gently help her to her feet.
“Are you ok?” I ask my little mate as I scan over her body looking for injuries.
“I’m fine.” She reassures me.
