"Catherine, little Helian girl, come out and have a chat with me?""What do you want with that slip of a girl anyways?""None of you idiots have noticed that she's far more than what she seems, and I'd like her for myself."There was a pause and she felt her throat close up in fear. What would Cordelia do to her? "Leave now Cordelia, don't make me deal with you.""Give me the girl Philippe and I won't deal with you. Come out Catherine before I hurt your friend. Aha!"Cold, Long Fingers with red nails grabbed her wrist and yanked her out of her hiding place and Catherine realized she could not scream. A strong arm came around her waist and she was pulled away. It was Philippe, no longer composed, his eyes wild. "Leave her alone Cordelia, she is not yours.""Why are you so protective you stupid halfling scholar?" shrieked Cordelia, her eyes seemed desperate. Catherine couldn't find anything but panic. Philippe was nowhere near as strong as her alpha, he was fit but Cordelia was right, he didn't look as if he had ever seen a battle.
