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escalate.
    “You are trespassing,” Mary-Lou noted. “All of you,” she added, making sure to lock gazes with each and every member of his pack. Most of them bowed their heads or turned their eyes; one glanced at Wiley, briefly, as if to reassure himself that all was fine.
    All was not fine. No, not at all.
    “My apologies,” Wiley offered after a long, awkward pause. There was no sentiment in his words, their vowels ground between too many teeth.  Mary-Lou narrowed her eyes, tired of the game before it had even begun.
    “What do you want?” She asked. The smug smile on Wiley’s face widened, prompting a deep-throated growl from both Jonas and Cara.
    “You,” Wiley answered, eyes roving up and down her body.
    Mary-Lou stepped in front of Jonas, halting the man just before he had a chance to pounce forward. She could do nothing about the roar he let out, however; a few windows slammed shut, the sidewalk becoming suspiciously empty.
    Their neighbors were human, they could not afford—
    Mary-Lou winced, understanding dawning. By God, he had gotten them good.
    Wiley was not looking for a fight – he had wanted to deliver a message, to extract something without the need to worry about consequences. Slick, cowardly dog – Mary-Lou shook her head and focused, once again, on the smirking Shifter.
    “Say what you want and leave,” she told him. Sasha hissed something that Mary-Lou tried very hard not to understand. It sounded like he was threatening to actually eat somebody; the two Wolf Shifters who stood nearest to the enraged Snake took a cautious step back.
    Wiley was not moved. He was the kind of man who saw hard-headedness as bravery, Mary-Lou thought. A foolish, bumbling brute who understood nothing save violence, if that.
    Speak , she urged, Speak and leave, before you lose your head .
    “But I did,” Wiley declared, pausing for dramatic effect before finishing with: “I wish to issue a Challenge.”
    The three Shifters flanking Mary-Lou froze for all of a moment, before exploding into varying decibels of shouts and angry gestures:
    “HOW DARE YOU?” Jonas roared, neatly overlapping Sasha’s “ Over my dead body .” Cara took a more hands-on approach and flipped the man off, screaming something along the lines of, “You sick fuck!”
    Mary-Lou gathered that a Challenge was Not A Good Thing.
    “You don’t even know what I said, do you?” Wiley ignored the deadly hostility which faced him, choosing to focus on mocking Mary-Lou instead. That arrogant quirk would bite him in the ass one day, Mary-Lou thought. Still, he was not wrong; she shook her head.
    “That matters little,” Wiley grinned, turning to glare challengingly at Jonas. “All I need to know is whether your pet pussy will fight or not.”
    Mary-Lou was feeling the urge to hit the dumb man with a stick rather poignantly, herself.
    “He won’t,” Mary-Lou answered, just as Jonas snarled a low, “I will.”
    “What?” Mary-Lou turned to Jonas, face losing some of its composure. “Jonas, you don’t have to—”
    “He does,” Cara interjected. Mary-Lou glanced at her, eyes widening to find the girl sporting fox ears. “Cara, your—” Mary-Lou waved her hand above her own head, frantically scanning their surroundings.
    “That’s not important right now!” Cara groaned even as the extra set of ears puffed out of existence. “Mary-Lou, don’t you understand?” she pleaded, “He is trying to claim you!”
    A numb, cold feeling spread down Mary-Lou’s chest.
    “Who?” she asked, needlessly and stupidly.
    “Wiley!” Cara barked, more fox than girl. “That ugly fucker, Wiley! He issued a Challenge, which means that he wants to claim you, even though you belong with Jonas – she belongs with Jonas, you sorry ball of fur!” The last was screamed at Wiley, earning nothing but a derisive snort from the man.
    “We will see.” Wiley grinned, eyes still on Jonas’ rumbling form. Mary-Lou tightened her grip around her