137 Esme's advice

Esme braced herself, but just as she was about to leap towards the raging brown-furred wolf, Dwayne, his brother, jumped in front of her. His naked backside facing her as he growled at his brother. Dean skidded to a stop and snapped his jaws just before Dwayne's face, close enough for his hair to move slightly. 

"Enough!" Dwayne ordered, which of course, made the arrogant ex Alpha more aggravated. He growled and moved his amber eyes in Esme's direction. She was still poised, her head lowered, her paws ready to jump if necessary. 

Dean stepped to the side, his gaze still fixed on hers, she still did not lower her own, and she did not care if he felt threatened. Dwayne tried to step in front again, but Dean snapped at him, making him jump to the side; his shoulder grazed slightly from Dean's teeth.