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Hollis' expectation was that the female would either stop and join the conversation or move along without a word. Her preference was the latter, of course, so that she could interact with Shard one-on-one. The competition was undesirable. 

However, neither of these things happened. Instead, the woman approached them before Hollis could respond to the white wolf with more than a few batted eyelashes and the beginnings of a coy grin, and proceeded to interject with such crudeness and hostility that Hollis was rendered shocked and speechless for a moment.

She saw red, hearing Shard's polite response but barely comprehending it. Hot tears of embarrassment and rage stung her rose-colored eyes. The way the stranger made assumptions and unwarranted accusations was unbelievable.

Hollis' ears lowered and she pulled her lips back, exposing her teeth. "We are not on anyone's land," she snarled, "and how dare you speak to us that way!" Her voice rose in volume as she spoke, her hackles lifted across her nape. It was an outburst to be sure, but Hollis was actually holding back quite a bit. With the amount of anger she felt, she very well could have attacked the other she-wolf. But she didn't want to appear to be completely unhinged in the handsome man's presence.