Shirley's POV
A sickening wave of terror wells up from my belly as I growled, his hands almost ripping off my shirt and I shut my eyes as though that would save me.
However, I didn't feel him close anymore, except a loud groan and punches. My body quivers as my heart stopped, my chest hurting through the back of my neck.
I spurred my eyes to open, tensed only to find Larry almost stabbing Greg. The small hair across my body stood on end.
My wolf winced as she glared at Greg, weakly. A chill froze me in one spot. Greg rolled over, punching him, but Larry gave him a cut on his right shoulder, pushed him off him.
He came crashing on the wall and broke through it. Adrenaline burst through my veins as I stood rigid with terror.
My ears could hear loud crashes, objects falling and cracks.
