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Lance speeds along the street downtown going towards the road leading out of the town. The road is carved out of a mountain and at the edge of a cliff. Luther glances at Lance: uncomfortable with the speed. Lance has a smirk on his face,Which made Luther uncomfortable. Stuttering a bit, Luther taps Lance on his forearm. “Lance, bro, you need to slow down,” Luther says. Lance growls, taking Luther by surprise. In all their time growing up together, he had never seen Lance’s wolf or heard him growl. This scared Luther a bit. He was scared, not because he couldn't take down Lance if they were fighting normally, but because Lance was driving at an unreasonable speed. Any wrong movement could send them over the ledge. “What’s going on, Lancy?” Luther asks as his wolf instinct kicks in. Lanc