The sun shone down on Griffin’s large, buff body as he was dressed in a black suit with a crisp white shirt with black sunglasses on and an earpiece in his ear.

He was watching you over as your bodyguard; protecting you from any threats or dangers that might occur. Your mother had hired him after you got mugged at gunpoint weeks ago.

And what made him more desirable as a protector was the fact he was a werewolf. Large, strong and powerful. He could smell and hear danger from miles away.