A brown-haired werewolf stepped forward, arrogance in every line of his posture. He gave a crude thrust of his hips and sneered, "Perhaps someone should give her a taste of the real deal! Maybe then, she'd know the difference."
The moment he made a move toward Violet, she retreated, realizing the the situation was escalating dangerously.
However, Violet shouldn't have bothered, because a low, dangerous growl from, shockingly, both Asher and Griffin.
The brown-haired werewolf's smug expression drained of color, his cockiness dissolving in an instant. He froze, then stepped back sheepishly, visibly trembling with fear.
However, everyone was now staring not just at Asher, but mostly at Griffin in surprise. After all, Asher was known to be defensive of the purple-haired girl, not Griffin.
