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“If I knew for sure… But why is Tank interested in you?”

“The same reason I’m interested in him. Sex.”

“Okay I can see that. You are pretty hot. Maybe this will be fun after all.”

“You would resort to rape?”

“You’ll give in. Females like me.” He pointed out.

“I don’t like you.”

“Leave the girl alone.” Tyne commanded as he came close enough for him to hear.

“Stay back or I’ll hurt her.” The guy moved close enough to grab her, but she surprised him kicking him hard in his nuts then taking his head and smashing it on her knee. His nose erupted shooting blood out. “Goddess.” He moaned.

Missy hurriedly moved behind Tyne. Tank was ready to take the wolf down. He stepped up closer. “This female is mine. You interrupted a good time, Asshole.”

“Don’t let him get me.”

“I’ll get you.” Moe said her eyes glowing like crazy.

“No, not her either. She’s crazy, everyone knows it.”

“Tell me who you are, and I’ll take you in.” Tyne offered.

“I’m Noble Smythe.”

“Hm, aren’t you the pack alpha’s son from Georgia?”

“Yes, keep her away from me. Those females are crazy. Don’t let them get me.”

“I’ll keep the bad hillbilly girls away from you.” Tyne calmy offered. He restrained the guy and loaded him on the seats farthest away from the front then he put in a call to Damon.

“Damn it Tyne. What the hell.” Damon said.

“I got an alpha trying to get a white wolf. Now they’re going after friends and acquaintances.” Tyne laughed.

“What was the plan when they didn’t turn?”

Tyne stopped laughing and he grew cold. “He said he’d kill her and try again.”

“Proof?”

“Witnesses and it was recorded. It’s a pack alpha heir. Noble Smythe. Some of them are just looking to be cursed.” Tyne observed.

“They don’t believe the white wolves got a witch to do it. After a few of them die, maybe they will.” Damon observed.

“This little human hillbilly has him scared.” Tyne chuckled. “What a wolf.”

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