heckles standing on edge and drool falling from the side of his mouth the closer he gets. Ben yelps, screwing his eyes shut. “Touch what’s mine again and I’ll remove those fucking hands,” Draven growls merely an inch from his face. “Do you understand, boy?” Ben begins nodding furiously. “Yes, yes ok, I won’t, I swear.” Sasha and I standing there in complete silence. Throwing him to the floor, Draven steps over his body and out the front door. Jogging down the steps, he whistles the way he taught me earlier and Shade’s demeanor instantly changes back to the playful wolf I recognize. Turning on
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