He transformed while I was still catching my breath and leapt up. He landed with clothes in his hands and pulled me up into a sitting position. He then proceeded to check my wounds while I blushed and endured his scrutiny for fear of him continuing his rampage should I try to stop him.
When he was satisfied with what he saw, he tossed me a shirt. I scrambled to put it on. It was a red checked button down that enveloped me and fell almost to my knees. It'6s smell made me identify it as Louis' right away.
"Who is it? Who hurt you?" He asked after he put some clothes on.
"I.. it was Natasha. But I didn't do anything to her, I swear" I said, trying to defend myself before his rage could turn on me.
"She did this to you?" He asked.
"Um yes, she and her friends but honestly I di
