Big Bad Wolfie

  "Zach," Wolfie gridded out, looking like he's trying to keep himself from flying off the handle in front of all these people.

  "Yes alpha."

  What the h3ll? Where did he come from?

  "Get the car."

  Happy gave me a look that wasn't very true to his nickname, and then was off.

The look might have been concerning, if I didn't think I could handle anything these posers throw at me.

  Or if I didn't literally walk right into what's about to happen for the sake of screwing things up for Wolfie.

  You gotta do whatcha gotta do.

  Suddenly Wolfie's hand is on the back of my neck(sending sparks everywhere, as per freakin' usual), and is dragging me along(as per freakin' usual). His grip is painfully tight, and I'm having even MORE trouble than normal keeping up.

  Which is crazy because, I have a hard enough time anyway, so I don't know how he's not in a run right now.

  He drags me out the door and down the grand marble steps.

  "I can't believe you just did that," he gridded out under his breath. "You're gonna pay for that, I swear," he barked into my ear.

  By the time we got down the stairs, my feet were pretty useless, and he was practically dragging me.

  Suddenly, without having time to even blink when we actually hit the bottom, I'm being thrown into the car.

  Not like, in through the door, and onto the seat.

  But into the side of the car, and crashing against the door of it.

  Fun.

the door open and shove me in. His strength surprised me — he's stronger than a regular wolf — and I ended up going all the way across the back seat

  "Ah —"

  "You!" He was immediately on top of me and gripping my jaw with one hand and pointing a very angry finger at me with the

hear the engine start. I also didn't hear anyone else enter the car. So I was just left wondering what's gonna

"Yeah, kinda the point,"

I'm sure he saw red at

much darker, cloudy storm. But still one of the most beautiful storms I've ever seen.

'BANG'

coming from his eyes. That was the sound of my entire upper half being lifted off the door by

"Ow," I

my jaw tightened and he pulled

"Hey buddy, you don't need to do this to get me to look you in the eye. I was planning on doing

He made no

His scent wrapped around me,

the one hand, my mind was reeling about, 'He is grabbing my face and being rough.

Then, on the other hand,

don't know them until you feel them. It's very disorientating having a war going on in

That's a weird

works well in this context, but I'm not sure I've ever heard it before. Would it just be disorienting, or does it not matter? I'll have to look

  'BANG'

  "ARE YOU

  "NO!"

even

Grammar is easier to think

deep growl crawled up his throat and

like that because it really did