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Donovan takes her threats lightly. Loves the way her hair bristles down her spine and her lips snarl viciously at him. The silver she-wolf’s voice is laced with venom and he absolutely loves it. He’ll take joy in destroying her along with her cute little pack.

His own lips wrinkle in a savage smile full of ill intent and he lets out an excited bark of malicious laughter. “I don’t think so darling.” He hums almost ready to pounce her right there when the miscellaneous male steps in front of her.

“I would leave if I were you.” He warns to the male before him, voice in a low chuckle, canary irises staring into the black panthers own in a blatant display of dominance. He widens his stance and comes toe-to-toe with the onyx wolf. His curled tail raised high on his hips, he will try and ward him off with dominance first; if that doesn’t work then death is his next option. 

He can’t help but think, Of course he would defend the female. The better decision would be for him to turn tail and mind his fucking business, but Donovan can tell he’s too much of a good soul to do such a thing. Suits him. This man will learn not to meddle in others affairs.

If the male doesn’t back down at Donovan’s display at dominance, he will snap forward, teeth bared and heading straight for Daegmar’s face. Little does he know his attack will not land.