" I grabbed her by the waist and swung her around to face me. As I bent, I closed my eyes … and kissed air as she ducked out of my grasp. I opened my eyes to see her dancing backward along the path.
I made a noise in my throat.
“Don’t growl,” she said. “Aren’t you always complaining that you don’t get enough exercise?”
I lunged. She backed away.
I let out another growl and crossed my arms. “Better watch out. I might decide the prize isn’t worth the effort.”
She grinned, blue eyes dancing. “Oh, you know it is. And you know it’s never as sweet as when you have to work for it.”
She wheeled and ran. As I went after her, adrenaline pumped through me, like liquid fire. There was nothing quite like a chase, and one that ended with this reward was the best chase of all. "

― Kelley Armstrong , Belonging (Darkest Powers, #3.5)