Ethan
I've been hunting in the swamp all evening when I catch the scent of something so potent, so mind-blowingly powerful, I practically trip over my own feet. I smell Luna, as sure as the day is long. Excitement thrums through my veins, and I take off at breakneck speed, my paws splashing through the mud and sand. We haven't seen hide nor hair of our woman since the vampires attacked and made off with her.
I bolt through the underbrush, tearing over the land, not thinking about anything but Luna. Not thinking that she's not our woman but Warrick's woman. As far as I'm concerned, she belongs to all of us, even if she's the first woman I've ever wanted that I won't get to fuck. I don't even think about what will happen if this is a trap. I'm ready to rip apart any vamps who stand in my way. I fucking dare them to try to stop me from getting Luna back.