Chapter 8

  Erika's POV

  As I was on the edge of despair, someone caught me

  in his arms. It was Derek and he swam with one arm while holding me with another

  arm. I couldn’t help trembling because of the coldness and all I wanted now was

  to be brought to the land, though it was Derek who did so.

  Finally, we both lay on the land. I was panting and

  trembling while he stared at me.

  Before I knew it, he took off his shirt and pressed

  me in his arms. Naked and cold, I was in desperate need for warmth. I curled up

  in a ball and leaned against his chest. He put my hair aside and my neck was

  exposed.  His breath was accelerating.

  Was he going to... No!

  I struggled to free myself from him. But he fixed

  my hands above my head and stared at me fixedly.

  His eyes turned from brown to dark and his canny

  could be seen. No, no, no. His wolf was in full control.

  He was going to mark me.

  As I struggled, the pressure on my hands increased.