As his beast jumped at hers, her own rose the challenge with a snarl. The battle of their beasts clashed just as his own body grabbed her spun her around, so her back was to him, and pressed up against the sink, as she had been contemplating earlier. Leighton growled and pushed back at him, but he had her pinned, in quite the position that she couldn't easily get out of without seriously injuring herself. Her hands braced against the sink, even as the cold porcelain bruised her skin where her abdomen hit it. His hand on her throat had her catching her breath in her throat, confused by how turned on she was by the very dominant way he had her. Her body betrayed her, just as his wolf caught her own by the back of the neck.
His whisper in her ear, sent shivers down her body she knew he could feel. As he shredded the front her jeans and the delicate panties she wore under them, the ruined bits fell down around onto the floor and Leighton could feel the long length of him pressed against her. The claws against her throat had her growling at him, even as she arched back against him. Her turquoise eyes used the reflection of the mirror to glare at him as he licked the side of her face, his words prompting her to respond to his words.
"I will never be yours, Areo," she spat at the Alpha, hungry and angry eyes meeting his in the reflection of the mirror.