Edmund and Brian are werewolves?

“What’s wrong?” He asked confusedly.

“I don’t like you. I like Brian! I love Brian actually!” Emily hurriedly said, unsure of her own words.

“Are you convincing me or yourself, sweet little Emily?” Edmund enquired.

His hands were back on her waist but this time Emily was quick to jerk it off.

“I already told you, brute! I am not interested in you. I feel nothing for you!” She tried her best to sound confident her voice was still hesitant.

“Is that so?” He asked, his voice colder and huskier than before

If it was mentioned colder or huskier previously, it was nothing as compared to now. It sounded sexier to the limit that Emily felt herself aroused just by his deep voice.

Next thing she knew was her back touching the wall. Emily was pressed between the hard wall from behind and even harder chest from the front.

He caressed her cheek gently. They were so close that she could feel his warm breath on her face. His captivating scent entering her nostrils were more inviting than anything in