Teeth sunk into the back of his neck and he snarled. Dug his own teeth even deeper into the fur and skin held between his jaws like a punishment because no wonder she wasn’t taking the easy route. She had this planned. What kind of coward staged fights and drew them out until help arrived? His throat rumbled with a growl and he tried to keep his grip on the wolf beneath him. Except the stranger behind him kept pulling and her teeth were ripping him apart and—
He let go of her with a snarl. “Let go of me, you son of a—” His neck twisted, his teeth snapped at air, and he struggled to escape from the stranger’s grasp.