“That b***h is trouble. You should stay away from her."
“I don't take advice from punks. I expect you to deliver this message to your boss."
“f**k you."
Wyatt smacked his head against the wall again. “Do it… Or what I do next will be worse."
The man gritted his teeth. Then he nodded. “Fine."
Wyatt pushed him down. He wanted to let his bear loose to tear this man from limb to limb, but he couldn't do that on Main Street. He'd threatened his mate and that was not a forgivable offense.
“Tell your boss," Wyatt said, then walked back to his truck.
He didn't look back at the man. The message had been clear enough and Wyatt knew the man was a bully. He wouldn't attack Wyatt because he knew he'd lose.
Wyatt climbed into his truck. He let his heart slow down. He wasn't one to beat up peo
