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enraged grizzly bear.
    He reached out with one giant paw, swatting aside the ringleader. He kept his claws in, not wanting to cause a scene so publicly, but he did not hold back on the strength. The camouflage wearing instigator went flying through the air, slamming up hard against the broken concrete of the building.
    With a roar, Philip charged into the stunned assailants, wasting no time in taking them out of the fight. He broke one's arm, before his jaws closed on the leg of another, shaking him viciously until something snapped. The others fled in terror before he could teach them a lesson.
    Shifting back, he ran into the building, his nose questing out, searching for his mates scent. It was faint,  her cinnamon aroma mixed with stale sweat, fast food, cigarettes and other smells he didn't want to identify.
    He followed it to a room on the floor below hers. This hallway looked even worse, it had gang signs, at least one bullet hole, and what looked like a blood stain in the carpets as well.
    Approaching the drab grey door, he stopped just short of the entryway, his back against the wall. Reaching out, he rapped his fist firmly on the door three times, loud enough to get the attention of anyone inside.
    "Let her go now, and nobody else will be harmed." His voice rang out loudly, the deep bass rumbling down the hallway.
    There came the sounds of people scrambling and cursing from inside as they tried to figure out what to do. His acute hearing picked up the sounds of whimpering underneath all the noise as well. The edges of his vision dimmed with redness, but he forced himself to stay calm. It was imperative that Angela was not harmed, and for that he would need to keep his temper in check.
    "Go away or I'll slit the bitches neck," came the reply from inside.
    "That would be very unwise. Simply open the door, walk down the hallway to your left and leave. Do that, and nobody will be hurt. However, if you harm a hair on her neck, I make no promises as to what will happen to you." He was getting angry, and containing the raging bear within him was becoming more of a struggle as the seconds passed.
    "Here, how about I pay you to go away," he called into the silence, changing his tactics. Pulling out his wallet, he carefully peeled out a bill. Crouching down, he pushed it under the door, being mindful to stay back from the outline of the door itself. After a few seconds, he heard someone move forward to grab it. There was a brief discussion of muttered voices, too indistinct for him to make it out.
    "How much you got?"
    "Enough, though I'm not passing it under the door." He didn't say any more, simply leaving it open to them. Another moment passed before he heard the deadbolt sliding open, followed by the handle slowly turning.
    The door opened to reveal three young men, the oldest in his early twenties. They were some of the same boys who had been messing with his car. The biggest of the group was unarmed, while the one to Philip's left had a knife, and the one in the center had a baseball bat in hand.
    Behind them sat his mate, tied to a chair. Her makeup was ruined from tears and she looked a mess, although otherwise unharmed. The fear in her eyes was what set him off. Channeling his bear's strength, he surged forward, eager to dispatch those that would dare harm his Angel.
    They didn't stand a chance beneath the fury of his onslaught. He threw the knife wielder clear through a wall into the next room before the bat connected with his shoulder. Roaring more in anger and irritation than pain, he turned, raking a clawed hand across his midsection. He fell to the floor, blood spilling everywhere.
    The last one made to duck past Philip and into the hallway, but he caught him by the collar and yanked him to the ground.
    "You want to escape, do you? Well, everyone knows the stairs are the fastest way out!" he yelled, throwing a punch to his victim's face before dragging him by the leg to the stairwell, where he threw him down