The cool evening air was like a soothing caress – one she so desperately needed. Natalie took several calming breaths, trying to not only ease her anger but that of her wolf. Raven was raging over how that male had held her as if he owned her. And the very thought was driving her so insane she was practically crawling at Natalie's brain.
Natalie stiffened as she heard footsteps approaching. Expecting it to be Mark, she turned to give him a piece of her mind but paused when she saw it was her father. He sighed as he halted a few feet behind her. "Natalie, I think it's time you stopped fighting this. Mark is Dominant and I won't have you disrespecting him in my house. Lord knows I trained you better than that."
