A group of guys approached us on the sidewalk, and one dipped his head in greeting. Cáel let out a low growl, and the guy’s eyes widened as he stumbled out of our path. I turned to my giant friend. “What was that about?” “They were too close,” he gritted out. I reached up, resting a hand on his arm. “He was just being friendly. I’m perfectly fine. I promise. And I know how to protect myself if someone wasn’t friendly.”
