It felt like I sat there for a long time, with Elroy slowly calming in my arms, though it was probably really only five minutes. Then I caught sight of Fay's fingers twitching once, a barely perceptible movement that sent Elroy into a frenzy. Before I could blink, he was on his feet, looming over me with a low, menacing growl rumbling from his chest.
"Elroy, no!" I hissed, wrapping my arms around his muscular torso to keep him from lunging. "She's not a threat."
My words had no effect, and I inwardly cursed. I’d hoped he was calm enough to understand a few words, but clearly I was wrong. All I could do was cling to him, pump out my scent, and pray Fay didn’t move again.
There was no question of what would happen if she did. If I weren’t firmly wrapped around Elroy’s midsection he would
