He looked between us, worry and confusion on his face as he ran and pulled me off Emmet. He looked us over, clearly unsure what to make of it, frowning deeply.

I'm sure Emmet looked worse off... I had dug my nails into his cheeks and I had messed it up bad, not to mention the bloody nose.

"What on earth is this?" Eric growled again.

Gone was the cute teddy bear, shame I liked him better happy, but I guess we can all become psychos when needed to.

"She attacked me out of nowhere." Emmet growled.

"Oh?" I challenged.

"You’re in our pack, if I were you I’d be...