Ulysses's pov
In my years of experience, most werewolves have not reacted well to seeing me with Phoebe. They either screamed and cursed or panicked and fainted, except for that strange werewolf Klaus.
Oh, perhaps that girl with green eyes could also be considered a bold werewolf.
As for those black-clad guards, though I didn't know who they were, judging by the royal patterns on their weapons, I realized it was best for me not to appear in front of them.
Thank you, Klaus, I thought, for making me fulfill the duty of a good friend.
Honestly, if this chaotic scene hadn't happened in Klaus's castle, I would have preferred to sit down, drink my favorite red tea, and listen to the screams of these people while reading through a potion notebook, rather than just standing in the shadow of a
