A growling sort of gasp rips out of his throat as his eyes flash to white, his legs stumbling as I trigger his bond to take over, and when he looks at me again, there’s nothing of the surly and scowling man left. Only the bond. He takes a deep breath, looking around the room as though he’s not sure where he is anymore, and I get frustrated quickly, enraged that he’s not taking me and claiming me right now. “Mine.”
