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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

Jeane tightened her hand on the phone, her face sank when she recognized the owner of the voice.

“What do you want?” she asked.

He chuckled at the other end “Of course it is you…” he responded playfully “before someone dies” he concluded coldly.

Jeame listened to their phone's conversation, and he recognized the owner of the voice.

“What! You are with Jeane?” she asked with shock.

“Just you, come to this address alone, or your friend dies” he warned, and hang up.

Jeame drove the car out of the police station premises, Jeane saw him driving away.

“Hey!” he tried to call his attention.

But he had already sped away, Sam and Jack gathered around Jeane, they have heard her exclaimed about Lucy.

“Jeane, you know who took Lucy?” he asked, looking despondent, Jeane nodded.

“Damn! Son of a bitch, he doesn't know it is against the law to take someone hostage” he cursed.

Jeame drove to the school, and strode to the doorway leading to the locker room.

“Stop there.” a voice ordered from behind, Jeame ignored the school authority with baton.

He ran after Jeame, and lifted the baton with him high with a hand, Jeame turned swiftly and slammed his head on the wall.

The slum, and fainted, Jeame searched the locker with speed.

Jeame broke the lock on Oliver's locker, and pulled out his basketball top, and smelt it, he walked out of the locker room, and got into the car he came with, and drove out of the school.

Sylvester swerved the car, and rolled out of the car, the two police cars, ran into his, and the other behind, jammed the other police car behind.

He stood and watched the accident scene, he curled his lips in satisfaction, and strode forward, hoping, to get another car, to drive to his destination.

Jeame narrowed his eyes at the man walking towards him with feet on the tarred road, he stood before his car.

Jeame throttled the car, and sped towards him, and knocked him out of the road.

He didn't step on the brake, he drove on, Sylvester got up, from where the car, has flung him to.

His head bleeding, suddenly, the seeping blood, stop coming out.

Another car drove towards him, and stepped on the brake, the driver head popped from the lowered windshield.

“Are you okay, man?” he asked.

Sylvester ignored him, and walked towards his car, he dragged him out of the car, and threw him away, he rolled and slammed his head on a tree trunk.

He ignited the engine, and drove away, ignoring the car, that ran him out of the road.

Jeame throttled the car, and sped through the closed gate, the rusted gate, fell apart, on the floor.

He came out of the car, and walked towards the house.

“Excellent, I never knew you will be the one to come, this, makes the party interesting” Oliver said, and laughed maniacally.

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