"My name is Darius Thorn. With that injured leg, you won't be able to walk back to where my pack and I live. I don't mind letting you ride on me." He smirked at her, mischief glinting in his eyes before he nodded, understanding her hesitation. "Of course, that's fine. If those men had back up, we definitely don't want to linger here, as you said. Don't worry, it won't take me long to carry you to where I live."<br/><br/>He then transformed back and approached her as a wolf. He turned his back to her and bent down so that she could climb onto his back. Thankfully, his wolf form was large enough that he could easily carry her on his back without being bothered by it. He waited for her to mount him, his head turned back towards her as his golden eyes watched her.