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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

Arial mother beamed "come in" she urged the both of them, Arial looked surprised, the hospitality of her mother left her confused.

She asked them to sit "I will go, and get your dad, right away," she said and headed towards the direction of Arial's father's study room.

"You are truly your mother's child, you are just as pretty as her" Jo commended, Arial blushed profusely.

"um.. thank you" she mumbled, feeling nervous.

"Arial, my daughter" the voice of her father boomed in the sitting room.

Sylvester looked down on the struggling man on the floor, he let him and squatted, he held his chin and lifted him to a sitting position.

He faced him squarely "you are the one who exposed my base to them, Mr Thompson, right?" he asked, giving him an askance look, Mr Thompson became scared and agitated, he blinked his eyes and swallowed the lump of saliva in his throat.

"am I right Mr Thompson?" he snarled, looking murderous, Mr Thompson broke out in cold sweat, Mr Thompson pursed his lips tightly. He punched him on his face and he fell on the floor, his nose bled, Mr Thompson tried to crawl away, he step on his palm and pressed his palm and broke his fingers.

"aah!" Mr Thompson wailed, he bent down and grabbed him from the floor, and lifted him, and slammed his back on the wall, he flung him towards another direction and plunged into the wall.

Mr Thompson fainted, and looked weak, Sylvester moved swiftly and grabbed the man from the floor, Mr Thompson was covered in blood.

"Am I right, Mr Thompson?" he snorted, feeling vexed, he nodded.

His neck broke and he slum to the floor, Sylvester clapped his hands and many men in suits came in and dragged the dead bodies away from the floor.

Jeame and Drake sat on the chairs facing each other, they placed their hands on the table.

"Whoever wins, then his team will be declared winner" the coordinator announced, everyone gathered around the table.

Jack, Lucy, and Jeane stood behind Jeame.

They chanted in favour of Drake, Jeane pressed Jeame's shoulder softly, the both of them placed their hands on the table.

And they locked fingers, Drake tried to bend his hand, down to the table surface, Jeame bent his arm and pressed it down, Drake's back of palm touched the table's surface.

"Yes!" Jeane cheered happily, Jack punched the air happily, Lucy rolled her eyes and folded his arms and pursed her lips tightly.

"And the Invincible Team wins" the coordinator declared, and he handed the winning prize to Jeame, Jeane took it from Jeame.

Sylvester was standing before a mirror when the door was thrown open with a knock, a man panting, barged in.

"Boss, there are a lot of people coming towards the direction of the base, they are going to attack," he said in one breath, Sylvester turned around.

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