CHAPTER 40

"Heel." The werewolf pinning Harley down growled out as Harley still resisted and tried to push it off. "Or else we'll kill the both of you." "No need to start a war." The man holding the bag of clothes sighed out as he pulled some pair of shorts and held it in front of Harley. "transform back young man, there is no need to be aggressive. He merely glazed her skin. Harley stared at the man for a moment, growling under his breath as his claws scratched against the grass, his pure rage radiating out if his body. He eventually gave in, knowing the werewolf wasn't going to let him go and the overall weight of the beast was weighting down his back. He transformed back as the werewolf stepped back as well, not wanting to crash his human form. He snatched the shorts from the man handing them out and wore them in an instant. The shorts were slightly bigger, as these rogues had much larger body frames, but it wasn't too big, they would still hang on around his waist just well. Harley shoved