“Bad as it made him, Chris wanted to ditch the serious Asian dude and follow the hot female. Wrong move. He knew that. Doubly wrong, given she was already freakn’ married, but dammit, having gotten a second whiff and then a brief touch, everything in him clamored – and howled – for him to hunt her down and make her his. The whining of his wolf in his head wasn’t necessary for him to know for a fact she belonged with him. Ours. His wolf seemed happy he’d finally gotten the memo. Finding.”
