Erik halted the two guards who were inches from getting hold of me and Wolfe snarled, his eyes shifting onto me in fury. He raised a hand to strike me, and Erik caught me by the waist, yanking me hard against him, and his whole body tensed. “She belongs to me,” he snarled at Wolfe, his fingers biting into my ribs as he crushed me against him. “Lay a hand on her and I will tear it clean from your body, General. You do not have permission to touch her.”
