get wild

His answer didn't quite make sense, though she reacted more to the growl than the words themselves and took yet another step backward. Did she look like she wanted to get any closer? No, Junior thought scathingly as his growl deepened. What the hell was this dude's problem? She was presenting herself as neutrally as possible and there was no way he could know her original intentions... so what was his beef?

"I don't have any interest in getting any closer to your weak little pack," she snapped softly after a moment, his unnecessary aggression pushing her over the edge. "How many wolves even live here? Like, four?" she taunted in a low voice. "And you're hurt," she guessed aloud, trusting her nose even if she couldn't necessarily see any visible wounds. "Weak," she repeated snidely.