The Irish one

Liam’s POV

"I will tear anyone who dares to hurt my beta, into pieces!"

His words were repeating loudly and clearly in my head, like the church bell ... he was talking about me ... he was defending me, he was angry because of me! His attention was drawn to the filthy gaze of someone I hadn't even noticed his presence!

Louis was laughing when he saw Zayn's anger, that disgusting excuse for a human being was trembling like a sapling in the storm, and Zayn was still frowning. Without moving his pupil, he stared at that piece of shit, who was obviously a complete pervert!

"Very well, it’s getting late, boys! I would like to see how fast you can shift, show me your highest speed, and make daddy proud!"

Louis ordered with a big smile, and Harry panicked when he saw the boys getting ready to shift!

"Clothes ... guys, take off your clothes first! You can't go out there, butt naked!"

"I don't care how others would judge me; this is a free country!"

"Louie ... your clothes!"