“Move away,” Koran ordered simply in a strangely calm voice while addressing my aunt.
He held me so easily on his shoulder that I almost screamed with rage.
“You’re going to put my niece down, you big bully!” demanded the young woman.
“What I’m planning to do with her isn’t your business, Janice. It’s between my wolf and me.”
“She’s not your wolf!” she cried, pale with fury.
From what I deduced, they must have challenged each other with a look and I waited patiently, not having any other alternatives anyway, for the outcome of the match.
Finally, Janice won the confrontation as Koran freed me and let me gently slide against him. Realizing that he wouldn’t hold me back by force, I immediately pulled away.
The blond giant continued to stare fiercely at my mother’s sister for several
