"And who do you think you are?" One man dared to ask.
"Yeah! I don't even know you," another added.
The man brought his face closer to the both of theirs, "I'm the man who will kick both of your asses if you keep staring at her."
After all, wolves were known for being very territorial, especially when it came to what was theirs.
Ruth's eyes lit up, and what she deemed a brilliant plan was beginning to form in her mind.
"Since you have no one in your life right now, what about that conventionally attractive man?" She asked, pointing towards a man that was talking with the men who sat at another table.
The other ladies turned their attention to the man, gasping and gawking.
"He's handsome, and I don't see a ring on his finger," Ruth pointed out, a smirk on her face.
Briar laughed, telling herself not to just double down and begin laughing her ass off in front of everyone.