Derek sat up quickly, claws out, eyes blazing.
The woman in front of him, her feet bare on the forest floor, laughed out a sweet sound.
“You’re wonderful, child.” She tilted her head to the side and didn’t hide the way she sniffed at him as he stood. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Derek of the Hales.”
He felt his claws retract and his face melt back to human, and he knew who she was.
“I approve of your Mate.” She brushed Derek’s eyes closed. “You’ve now what you need to save him. I always liked red.”