The moment the door slams open and the blurred motion rushes forward, I know two things instantly. The first is that I am safe now because it is Felix who is coming toward us to protect me. The second thing is that he is angry, and I will need to diffuse the situation to make sure things don't escalate out of proportion.
If looks could kill, Felix would have put Spencer in a pine box beneath the earth in an instant. Felix's brow is knitted together, and his features are stern. I swear I see his ears growing points and his teeth and claws elongating, threatening a full-body Lycan shift, as he approaches.
I have never seen him like this before, and it is terrifying. I see, for a fraction of a second, why many people are afraid of Lycans. I understand why others have an apprehension and w
