He woke up in a sudden pull. And in that, he was nearing the completion of transformation, his wolf side already halfway through. The fact that he had been taken down made him even more upset, but the young woman lying in front of him caused the anger to spike. He could only think about what hurt her and how that made him him feel like it was his fault. He was supposed to keep her safe. His claws dug into the concrete road, and he huffed out as he shook himself off while standing on all fours. His eyes illuminated a bright yellow as the rush of thoughts all flooded his head at once, and he wasn’t sure what to do with everything he saw of himself. Shaking it all off, his fur finished coming in, and he gave an airy vicious bark towards the girl on the ground, slowly walking towards her and prodding her with the tip of his nose, a muffled whine coming from him. He couldn’t lose himself in the wolf, not with Olivia so helplessly on the ground where he could just attack her on sight. Growing tense, he let his growls rumble low in the pit of his stomach as he tried to maintain his control.

“You think this is a game?” August spat at the vampire he saw from down the block. Quickly gaining on her, he grabbed at her arm and looked her dead int he eyes. “You’ve broken the rules too many damn times!” He was full of anger and rage for the war that lived on. There was nothing else to do to show the young woman what he was fearlessly made of. “You know what we do to rule-breakers? We make examples out of them!”

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Something in the air just didn’t feel quite right, and even with the sense of magic that overloaded his senses, August still had the common decency to bring Olivia flowers. It wasn’t something that he found himself spending money on before, but after the rooftop social, he realized something, he felt like he needed Olivia more now than ever, and to show his appreciation for her, he brought them over in an act of kindness. The magic urge that surrounded the air however didn’t settle well with him, and as he approached Olivia’s door (And Nick’s since she lived with him now), he practically let himself in, praying that Nick wasn’t home so that he could surprise Liv. Handing over the flowers, he looked into her eyes and gave a large smile, adding nonchalantly and more out of the blue than ever, “There’s some strange weather happening— Like...a thick fog is coming through or something?”

“We met at a dance, didn’t we?” August asked Olivia, looking over her face with a gentle smile, gazing over her eyes and taking a glance down towards her lips. “The Valentine’s Day Costume party.” He stated after another moment. “What a weird and wonderful time we are living in.” He was hesitant, feeling something wear off, but still intoxicated by the copious amount of alcohol they served here, he assumed for the higher level or tolerance the supernaturals all had. “Would you like to dance?” He muttered after another brief second or two of deliberation.

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