Lucas, with an exhilarated and deranged laugh echoing in his mind, exclaimed, "Our mate!" Daphne let out a terrified scream as a wolf lunged at her, tackling her to the ground. Staring up at the towering creature, she froze in fear, her throat throbbing from the bite. As he removed his paw from her throat and took a step back, his growl was low and almost gentle, "Mate," he said, his voice tinged with remorse. She gasped, "P-Please don't h-hurt me... P-Please, I..." The wolf visibly flinched and quivered, his eyes filled with regret, "N-No, I won't... I'd never... I'm sorry..."
