The guy holding her, secured her more tightly with his hands. “Your position and rank are null and void out here. It does not matter that you are fire and I water. You cannot tell me what to do during the hunt. This female is mine, by the time you get here my scent will be on her and there is nothing you can do about it.”

Julie squinted but all she could make out was a dark silhouette a few feet away from them. It was him. The dark eyed brute. For whatever reason she was more afraid of the guy that held her.

“I have already marked this female and she is therefore mine.”

“Bullshit.” A loud snarl against her ear.

“Scent her, you fool. You are touching what is mine and it is angering me. If it weren’t for the female between us, I would remove your heart with my hand.”

Nice guy.

It didn’t matter. She still felt like she was in more danger with the one holding her, than she would be with the dark eyed, deep voiced one. She was losing her mind. Clearly!

The guy holding her sniffed. He sniffed again, this time repositioning her so that he could sniff at her face. She was tempted to head butt him. To break his nose. Her gut told her not to do it though. The one with the deep voice sounded like he knew what he was doing. Quite frankly she didn’t want either of them to win but it didn’t look like there was much chance of that happening.

The one that was holding her sniffed her some more. “For fuck sakes.” He growled at last, depositing her on her feet. “You got to her first.”

Julie wobbled and almost fell over. The large shape moved closer and grabbed her by the elbow. It was definitely him, the guy with the eyes. The one that had kissed her. He moved surprisingly quick.

“Your female stabbed you.” The other male chuckled. “That’s one of the funniest things I’ve ever—”

The guy with the dark eyes pulled her behind him. There was a sound of flesh hitting against flesh and an even more sinister cracking noise.

“Owwww!” The guy bellowed. “I didn’t realize she was yours.”

“Leave, and do it now before I lose my temper.” His deep voice was rough yet controlled.

“Fine.” The other one huffed.

Shit.

Julie could hear the other guy walking away. That meant that they were alone. Alone.

She didn’t want to be left alone with this deep voiced, dark eyed stranger. He seemed dangerous, even more so than the others. For a second she was tempted to call out. To tell the other brute to come back, but what good would that do her?

None. That’s what. No good at all.