"Ahhhh! Let go of me."
The mournful scream of a woman echoed in the clearing as Inez and the rest of the pack trekked down the steep steps that led them to the heart of the forest. The high-pitched scream made the hair on their back and arms rise. Especially the men who wished they could rush forward and save the damsel in distress.
Even the mated men had a hard time holding themselves back, even though their mates were right next to them.
"They really caught a siren," Inez whispered to Killian, who hummed softly. She raised her head and looked at the man who was holding her hand and walking next to her. From the expression on his face, she knew that the man was aware of the siren living next to the territory but had not bothered with her.
