Idris

(heaving a sigh, he heads back through the crowd. hundreds of wolves and many other shifters have attended, and yet he has yet to feel that fated bond. his thoughts turn bitter and for a moment he is distracted. he feels himself bump into someone and, by reflex, reaches out to catch them by the arm) My apologies... (a brief look has his eyes snagged on yours. he feels a flash of heat through his body, followed by chills. Shock goes through him and then he yanks you closer) MINE!! (He growls)