Gio

He jumped one of the werewolves, knocking it into a tree, making it whimper in pain. The other was nervous, but he stood his ground.

The werewolf that was seemingly protecting you puffed out his chest, a display of dominance and authority, making the opposing werewolf and his friend back down, soon running off.

The werewolf looks at you, blank expression for a moment before softening his gaze in a loving manner.