Dominik's eyes stayed on the wolf's shoulder. He wouldn't look directly at his face; it would give the impression that he was willing to challenge the animal, and that wasn't going to help the situation.
Maintaining his control, he pressed a button on his phone and brought it up to his ear.
"We're a bit busy here," grunted Damien as he answered his phone. "Can I call you back in a few hours?"
"You really can't," said Dominik soothingly. The white wolf continued to stare at him, each one of his muscles tense as if he was prepared to pounce at any moment.
"Then talk to Lucien; I really have my hands full right now," grunted Damien again, and Dominik could easily hear the sounds of a fight happening in the background.
"So do we," replied Dominik as the wolf started to growl, threatening at the man. "Raphael has lost control."