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Jeane is in trouble again, she has caught the eyes of a drug lord, who wants to get even with her Grandfather.
Knowing that her stubborn dotted granddaughter is in trouble, and does not know how to explain it to her, he decided to get a bodyguard from Caleb.
No one knew Jeame was a werewolf, but Caleb knew that the young man is interesting, and decided to contract Jeame to his friend Old man Billy.
Billy seeing the young man that was sent to him by Caleb put a call to him "Hey, Caleb, you mother fucker! I asked you to get a bodyguard for my daughter and not a boyfriend"
Jeane woke up to the reality to be followed everywhere by a masked young man with a good physique, she did not want it but her grand father insisted when Jeame cleared all her doubts, will she end up falling in love with him

Her Werewolf Bodyguard

formed on her forehead, he groaned in ecstasy, his eyes turned red and his fangs elongated, the lady on top of him was still riding him with closed eyes, he leaned towards her, and dug his fang in her neck.

"Aaah!" she screamed, and her face turned pale.

"Take your stands" The coordinator instructed.

Jeame stood at the finishing race, Jeane and a girl stood at the beginning of the race, she nervously received the baton from the coordinator.

"Go!" the coordinator shouted, and shot a gun in the air, Jeane started running towards Jack, who was waiting impatiently for her.

She barely had covered more grounds when the baton was passed to the boy standing with Jack, Jack gritted his teeth.

"C'mon, Jeane!"  he urged her, Jeane ran faster and handed the baton to him, she fell to the ground panting heavily, Jack ran as fast he could.

But before he could get to Lucy, the opponent had already given the lady standing with Lucy.

"you such a lazy runner" Lucy reprimanded Jack, and snatched the baton from him, she ran as fast as she could.

But Drake had already received the baton, he laughed, and turned to Jeame, without starting to run.

"I will keep on winning," he said, before running, Lucy quicken her pace and gave Jeame the baton.

Drake ran as fast he could, he was very close to the finishing line, he spread his arms and closed his eyes, to be cheered.

But, he didn't feel any sensation on his chest, he opened his eyes and saw everyone stunned, suddenly, clapping erupted in the circles of people gathered together, he frowned.

"Yes! we did it!" Jeane screamed and ran over to where Jeame is, she jumped on him, and he caught her.

The both of them embraced, Lucy and Jack were standing together watching the two of them, Lucy nudging him, nodding towards their direction, Jack grinned and embraced her.

"That is wow wow wow! the Invisible team, keep on winning, they are unstoppable," the commentator said.

Drake watched Jeane's group celebrating happily, his frown deepened and he clenched his fists, he gritted his teeth angrily.

"Drake, they won," his friend said regrettably, he turned to him, pushed him away, and walked away from where they are.

The door of the room Sylvester was standing opened, and two men stepped in, they carried the dead boy of the woman lying lifelessly on the floor.

Sylvester went back to his throne and sat on it, the door opened and a short bald man walked in briskly, he held a suitcase.

"Mr Thompson," he said smilingly, he stood and walked to him, the man he referred to as Mr Thompson, handed the suitcase to him.

"Thank you, Sylvester, I would have won this deal, if you didn't force Mr Chin to pull out of it," he said, with a voice devoid of any emotion.

Sylvester smiled "I will always be your friend, Mr Thompson, how about we

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