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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

Help him up, and you are there kneeling also, what a pity” he mumbled, pouting his lips.

He staggered forward, and his head hit the body of with of the men of the girl, standing with the whip.

He felt a sudden pain emanate from his head and circulate round his body, “that feels like a wall”

He touched the body of the man standing before him, placing his palm on his chest recklessly, he sighed.

“This is the smoothest wall, I have ever seen!” he exclaimed, and his eyelids fluttered, and he jerked his head upward, his eyes squinted.

“How come this wall, has a head” he mumbled, feeling somewhat confused.

“Enough, take the drunk boy with us” an icy cold voice ordered.

Sam knocked out, and taken away, Jack scurried away in fright, the man kneeling ignored, as the young girl abandoned him on his knees.

The moment she drove away, the man scampered, Jack ran to the jeep and got in, his heart beating rapidly, his hands shook as he grabbed his phone.

His fingers moved unwittingly, he quickly did one thing right, he called Jeane.

The moment the call connected, "Jeane” he called her name with exasperation.

“What is the matter, Jack? You seem to have seen a horrible thing” he heard her say.

His teeth clattered “worse…” his brain switched off, he doesn't seem to know what to say.

“Jack, take a deep breath” Jeane suggested.

He did as he was instructed, “so what is the matter?” he heard Jeane's voice once again.

“Jack is kidnapped, Jeane” he said, with tears clogging to the corners of his eyes.

He recounted what had happened, he eschewed the point that he ran away.

“Send me the address, I will be right away” Jeane chirped in.

Before Jack could ask if she will be coming with Jeame, he heard a beeping sound, he wouldn't want to confront those intimidating figures with Jeane by his side.

Sylvester shut his eyelids as he remembered how he meant George.

Young Sylvester dropped from his school bus, and hung his backpack properly, he waved goodbye to the face that popped out from the bus windshield, she was heart rob.

Her facial expression cracked into a smile, and a slender arm, slid out of the window, waving at him.

Sylvester turned around and headed towards the house, he once called home, he started hearing unwholesome voices, as he edged forward, it became clearer.

He stood at the door while holding the door knob, “you took all the money, Gabriel, you are such a greedy man, ain't you?” he heard someone asking.

He suddenly recognized the whimpering voice coming behind the door, he tiptoed towards the window at the verandah and peeped, his eyes narrowed at the man holding the gun over his father, who was lying helplessly.

“The lakeside deal, won't be the end of everything, Bill” he shouted at him.

“Of course, it won't, but it will

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