Flycatcher Downs vi. defeat

the dark man kept urging her to move but she feigned helplessness (although it felt real in her breast), whimpering.  she expected to feel his teeth on her again, she braced herself as her heart beat furiously.

but instead a mighty bellow shook the earth, and she did not have to pry her lids open to know that it was alexander.  she did not yet know who his rage was directed at or if it would end there — barreling at the dark man meant barreling at them both, and though she felt lonzo's heat leave her open to the bitter winter wind she feared that it was she that he would come after.

it was a delusion of hers that he was so enraged with her for abandoning him, for casting him aside that it would cost the raven her life (although later she would come to think it was a ridiculous thought).  she heard xan's powerful jaws clamp onto something, and her eyes split open.

it was not her.  another voice, another one she recognized, and despite the woman's soothing tone her close proximity terrified the wolf with no name.  desperately, she flung herself back! back, away, pleasedon'ttouchme.