Page 112 of Hot Girls Date Shifters

Slide between them.

I remove the Wolf's hand from her wrist.

Then, I step in front of her.

“She told you no. Now get the fuck out of here before I get mad.”

“I don't see a mating bite.”

The Cougar laughs.

I snarl at him.

“Is this the great Barvale hospitality we’ve heard about?”

“Fuck off,” I reply.

“Didn’t anyone teach you to share?”

The Boar looks at Elsie and licks his lips.

“No. She’s my mate. And you’ve been warned.”

I meet the Wolf's eyes.

“You looking for trouble, Red?”

“Not particularly, but I guess I found it.”

The Wolf shoves my shoulder.

Hard.

And that’s a big mistake on his part.

See, my woman wasn’t lying before when she says I look like I can bench press a Ford.

I’m big. And strong. I’m a fucking Bear Shifter, for shit’s sake.

His tiny shove? Doesn’t move me at all.

He blinks.

Then he shoves again.

“What the fuck⁠—”

Bones crack.

These assholes are gonna shift.

I turn my head slightly towards Elsie.

“Get down. Hide behind the tree,” I tell her.

“Graham!”

“Just do it. Please.”