Extreme Actions

[Travis’s POV]

I stood to the side as Ryu did a quick external examination of Marissa. From the look on his face, it was easy to tell that something was wrong, but what that something was was lost to me.

"What is it?" I asked, pushing off the wall I was leaning against. "Why are you giving me that look?"

"I..." Ryu began, seeming to not be sure of whether or not he should be fully honest with me.

"Spit it out." I growled.

"I can’t find anything wrong with her physically, but there seems to be something wrong with her mentally." Ryu began, frowning.

"She doesn’t have a pack or a true place that she belongs." I sighed, running a hand across my face. "We all know how something like this works. What would you suggest be done to bring her back to sanity?"

"Marking her is the only thing I can think of, alpha." Ryu admitted.

"I won’t mark her against her will." I hissed, dismissing his idea right away. "Isn’t there another way?"

For a moment, Ryu seemed to consider my question. However, when