Syd felt rage surge through her veins and twist her stomach into knots. "Why should I have to choose? Can't I pay you for everything?" She pried, taking a few steps toward them for the first time. When she finally realized she was approaching them she stopped herself and noted how much control her anger had over her in order to get it to make her walk toward them. "I'll even buy you a fucking hooker, just let her go." Her demanding tone held no room for debate.<br/><br/>All she wanted to do was leap at them and rip Jule out of that wolf's grip. The groan, the stroking, hell, even him<i>showing her</i>Jule's wetness pushed her closer to an outraged attack. Her muscles flared, but she restrained herself.<br/><br/>Jule flinched his tongue and wiggled in his grasp, hating the closeness. Her heart rate picked up from shame and fear as he started toying with her again, and her hands stopped working on him. She turned her head to dare speak to him, "No more... please.." she whispered to him.