Marissa saw something wash over Rico face as he looked over at Dawn. What that something was she didn’t know. She wondered what was up with the woman. It couldn’t just be because of her blood or for the fact that Rico had stake is his claim on her. No there was something else going on with here.<br/><br/>Rico voice drew her attention to back to him. Listening to him explaining what he meant by staking is claim on her. Inching her brow up when he said that it meant that she would be his mate and no one else would be allowed to pursue her. Part of her expected that want he meant. At least he didn’t make it sound like she was going to be his property. That was something. But it made her wonder what he wasn’t telling her. Her brow more when Rico said that she would be the Alfa female of the clan. Could she really help him lead his clan she wasn’t so sure that she could. Swallowing hard at the thought.<br/><br/>A pleasant tingle went through Marissa’s body when Rico took her hand. Giving him a small smile as he brushed his thumb over her hand. Sending  shivers of pleasure thought her. God what this man did to her with just a simple touch, She thought.<br/><br/>“I understand.” She just hope he have patience with her as she learned the way of his world. She gave him another small smile as when he say that he give her the world that was the second time tonight that he had said that. Curving her lips more when he said wouldn’t change her until she was ready. Turning her hand over in his, rubbing her thumb over his. Long moment pass as she thought.Really didn’t have much of choice. Yeah sure she could leave here on her. But just how long she would last if was on her own.Rico did seem really nice, they had lots of fun early that night and he was handsome as hell. He was willing to protect her. Taking a quick look at the dance floor, Dawn was gone. She was the one Marissa feared at the moment.  All she had she do was to have him protect her was became his woman, mate, queen. Could she really become what he wanted she asked herself. Time would tell.<br/><br/>“What do I need to do?” Smiling at him as she threading a strain of red hair behind ear.