Page 2 of Wolf Cursed


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“Hey, man,” a calm male voice came from the street. “I think you should leave her alone.”

Brian turned his head.

“Mind your own business,” he barked at the guy.

The moment he loosened his grip, I slammed my fist into his chest.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I pushed him off me with both hands.

I fixed my crooked skirt and was about to walk away, but the moment I took the step, he grabbed my arm again.

The guy who was in his car came out. He shut the car door and leaned against it, still gazing at Brian.

“What are you staring at?” Brian let go of me and started toward him.

The guy didn’t move. The street was dark, and I couldn’t see him clearly, but I could tell he was taller than Brian and had broader shoulders.

“Brian.” I took him by his arm, but he shook me off. He dashed to the guy and swung his fist.

The guy caught it in mid-air. His fingers clenched around Brian’s fist, and he straightened up before forcing it down.

I pressed my lips together to prevent my jaw from dropping.

“Listen, man,” the guy said patiently, “how about you take a nap, and we'll do this tomorrow when you’re in better form?”

“Are you saying I’m drunk?” Clenching his teeth, Brian pointed his finger into his chest.

“Yeeeah . . .” the guy tilted his head “. . . maybe a little.”

“Who the hell are you?” Brian glared at him. “I’ve never seen you before. What are you doing here?”

“You need to get inside.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

I wished I could go, but it was obvious that the guy was much stronger than Brian, and some part of me was afraid to leave them here alone with each other.

“Brian, go back inside.” I insisted.

“You’re taking his side?” He turned around and looked at me as if I was the world’s biggest betrayer. “Wait a minute. Do you two know each other?”

“What?” I snorted. “No. I’ve never seen him. But—”

“Then why are you protecting him?”

“Protectinghim?”

It’s you I’m protecting, you idiot.

“Buddy,” the guy stepped forward. “You need to calm down.”

“And you need to shut the fuck up when I’m talking to my girl.”

I had enough of this circus.

“You know what?” I gazed at Brian. “You can continue your pissing contest without me. I’m done here.”

I turned around and took off. My house was about ten minutes away at a normal pace at the very end of the lane. While I walked, I could still hear Brian bark at the guy, who I supposed got back into his car since the only reply I heard from him was the car door slamming.

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