“You hurt that lovely human female,” Valeri accused. Rylek groaned and dropped his head back in his hands. “Yes,” he said, thinking of the scratches and bright love marks his claws and fangs had left all over her soft pale flesh. His vulfen side had come to the fore in that joining, very nearly starting the first mating ritual. It had been all he could do to keep from flipping her over on her stomach and giving her the mating bite. As it was, he had nipped her sensitive throat at least once in his dominance. It was a wonder that she hadn’t run straight from his arms to scream for the human police to come and arrest him. Valeri sighed. “When she came in here tonight, Alpha, her scent was already lovely, but when she saw you, her scent became hopeful, beautiful. And all your people became hopeful. It was more than obvious that you were drawn to her as well. But when I escorted her to the car,” Valeri went on in a hard tone, “her scent was sad, and by the time we reached her apartment, she was so humiliated she was almost shaking.”
