Chapter 10.

Dom just needed to lean in a little closer, get cocky, and make one faulty move where his neck wasn't guarded. I clenched my fingers around the rock and felt the scrapes burning on my skin. Come on, lean in, mark me you piece of shit His yellow eyes leered on mine and it felt like an eternity passed by the time he leaned down to my bared neck.  The breath got caught in my throat, I tightened my fingers around the rock and tried to control the tremors in my arms but I was shaking in his grip. I took a breath, pushed past the blockage and tensed when I felt his canines sharp against my skin, scraping away the top layer as he teased before the bite.  A gasp left my lips and I watched his neck.  Just as I raised my arm and prepared to jab him with the rock and make a run for it, he was ripped away from me and tossed against the tree. My arm jerked out when he was forced to release his grip and the rock fell from my hand.  The men rumbled on the ground, one rolling over the other as snarls