Nine

CJ

It took me a great deal of self-restraint not to unleash my fury on the idiots harassing Lenora. It was a crazy coincidence to step out at the same time she was getting harassed, thanks to my wolf.

"What is going on here?" I snapped at the boys. "Are you trying to beat up a girl in public?"

Lenora's boyfriend looked shaken by my presence, with his body shrinking in on itself. A brittle laugh escaped his lips, but his friend grew defensive.

"We're not harassing her, Sir, as you can see. Lenora and my friend Ron are lovers. They're only trying to iron out"

"Shut the hell up," I gave him an intense, fevered stare, with my breath sounding loud in my ears.

The bumhole was lucky that this wasn't the werewolf pack where I'd have devoured him to shreds for daring to touch my girl.

I glanced at Lenora. She was so embarrassed, with a flush creeping onto her cheeks while she sweated visibly from the circle of curious students huddling around and watching the unfolding drama.

"Shows over,"