Going to the Wolves

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[Bailey] Keaton led me away from Ian and the werewolf, gripping my arm tightly. Despite not liking it, I still went along with him. I didn’t even notice him coming towards me until the werewolf was right in front of me. I was watching Ian coming at me and worrying about what could happen if the monster thought we were together. He was the one who said we needed to stay away. Now I knew he was trying to protect me, I felt awkward. I didn’t need to be protected. This was a public space. The werewolf wouldn’t attack me in a crowded ballroom. I finally jerked my arm out of Keaton’s grasp and push away from him. He stopped and looked at me with an exasperated expression. Of course, he was an Alpha werewolf, so he thought he was entitled to tell people when and where to go. “I don’t need you

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