Dominik
THE WOLF SURGES TO THE FOREFRONT OF MY MIND, READY FOR CARNAGE, so powerful I nearly shift involuntarily.
I stop myself just in time. It's only decades of iron will that keep me in my human form.
Only reflex that I move my hand away from Willow in time so that my claws don't stab her. The vampire bodyguards take a step forward, but Ben holds up a hand, staying them. His gaze drops to my hands. He looks delighted by my loss of control. A loss of control I can't afford. Not when her life hangs in the balance. Keep him talking, I will her again. I keep one hand wrapped around her while I drop the other and move as slowly as I can for the silver dagger in its sheath that's strapped to my thigh. While this parasite keeps talking, I can reach for it and sink it into his esophagus. It won't kill him, but it will immobilize him. Then I'll just have his lackeys to deal with. "If my taste was so irresistible," she asks, "why let me walk away from you at all?"
