Primal by Alta Hensley

First I claimed her like a beast. Now I’ll claim her as my bride.
When she dared to join the Hunt, what came next was more than just wild and savage.
It was primal.
As I tore off her gown and mounted her right there on the ground, I was certain of one thing.
She would be mine.

First he made me his. Now he’s going to share me.
As I screamed my surrender into the dirt and fallen leaves, I didn’t even know his name.
He didn’t tell me he would come for me again.
But instinct did.
And when he hunts me down this time, he won’t be doing it alone.