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“Are you sure?” Finn pushed me aside.
“Brian, stop it!” I shouted. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“You should listen to your girl, pal. Don’t start something you can’t finish.”
Even though the tone of Finn's voice sounded calm, I could feel his anger from where I stood a few feet away.
Brian darted toward Finn; his fist ready. Finn slapped the oncoming fist away and, with an open hand, hit Brian in the chest. Brian flew ten feet back and crashed down on the hood of his car.
“Oh crap,” I pressed my knuckles to my mouth, glancing around to make sure no one was watching us. I dropped my hands, and bubbling with anger, turned to Finn. “Really?”
“What?” He spread his hands in frustration, then pointed at Brian. “He started it.”
“Brian?” I headed toward him as he slid down from the hood and landed on his feet, his back bowed. “Are you okay?”
“Sorry,” Finn said quietly, following me. But then added much louder. “No. You know what? I’m not. Listen to me, you douche.” He gazed at Brian. “You should be grateful I didn’t hit you too hard or your ribs would be in pieces. You should show some respect to your girl. This is the second time I’ve seen you and both times you acted like a dick.”
Didn’t hit you too hard? Seriously?
Brian glared at him from under his eyebrows. His attempt to straighten up didn’t end well. His hand jerked to his back, and he cringed in pain.
Finn went to his car, picked up the bottle from the ground where I dropped it, then headed to the porch.
“Who is he?” Brian stared at me. “I’m not a weak guy, Spence, you know that, but he . . . his strength . . . it’s not normal.”
Aaaand, we came to a question I can’t answer.
What I just saw shocked me as well. I needed time to process this revelation in my paranormal knowledge.
“Spencer, what are you doing with him?” Brian rubbed the back of his head. “Why is he here?”
“Maybe you should’ve asked me that first and heard the answer before going nuts?” I hissed at him. “You can’t do this, Brian. You can’t just swing your fist every time you don’t like something.”
“I’m listening now.”
I watched Finn put the bottle on the porch.
“Go home, Brian. You need to lay down.”
Brian rounded the car and opened the door. “And him? What about him?”
“Not that it’s your business, but he’s leaving too.”
Finn returned to his car. “Drink as much as you can. I’ll make more for tomorrow,” he said to me, before getting in and taking off.
* * *
FINN
As I drove away, I looked back into the rearview mirror to make sure the douche was leaving.
I knew I shouldn’t have done that. I lost it, which hasn't happened to me for a long time. But he was asking for it.
The way he treated Spencer bothered me. Why did I feel so protective of her? And how come I could feel such a connection to her when her wolf hasn’t even come out yet? Though it couldn’t be just a shifter’s scent that drew me to Spencer.
She said she had a secret. Maybe if I found out what her secret was, it would explain the things I couldn’t understand, make sense of this connection, or explain the hit that ran through me when I held her hand in mine.
Or maybe it’s just a normal attraction to a stunning girl who also happened to be a wolf.I chuckled, admitting the fact that I was trying to ignore the obvious.
