One Vampire, One Werewolf, One Forbidden Love, P.22
My blood broiled, and I just about snarled if it weren’t for Dylan walking up behind him. “Look I just don’t want to catch you in here again okay, Ralph!” I pretended, for Dylan’s sake that this was all slayer buisness. Ralph oppened his moputh to say something but closed it.
His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply, a growl growing in his chest. “Leave!” I hissed before he could turn around, I pushed him to the door, Dylan didn’t follow this time. “Bye cousin.” Ralph said, smiling wickedly and sprinting off in the direction of the woods.
I sighed leaning against the wall of the library. “You let him get away?” Dylan’s sweet voice echoed the question behind me. “To public.” I said matter-of-factly, his eyes begged for a better explination but I wouldn’t give him one. So he followed me quietly back into the library.