" I was made to protect you, female. I’ve claimed you, whether you accept it or not, and it’s an honor that I take very seriously. If any male lays an unwanted finger on you, I will break it. If you hunger, I will feed you. If you’re cold, then I will warm you with my body. If you’re taken from me, then I’ll track you. Never doubt my devotion to you.” He gripped my head firmly. “I once gave a woman my heart, because that’s all I had to give. But you, Silver, you’re the pulse that keeps me alive. I was a soft man once, but no more. I don’t know if you can accept the man that I’ve become, because all I have to offer you is my life. I want to shred Tarek apart for the fear he’s made you feel when looking at me. He’s made you afraid of something that is natural to my kind—an expression of my passion. My fangs are not just weapons.” His voice strained and I knew.

I knew.

Denying a part of him was denying him completely. Maybe someday I could look at them without flinching, but it was too soon. They represented power and passion in his world. But in my world, they were death and pain.

I stroked his cheek and he leaned into me and closed his eyes.

“Give me time, Logan.”

He slipped his hand behind the nape of my neck and brought his lips close to my ear—words melting into a soft whisper. “I’ll wait for you. "

― Dannika Dark , Impulse (Mageri Series, #3)