She stood quickly and stepped back as she swung the bag onto one shoulder, still holding the shirt wrapped spray paint can.

Nope! She was not falling for that!

"Nice try," she snapped; using anger to hide the fear now filling her. Anger to cover fear was an old habit, one she'd almost let go of in Auradon but had been embracing since she crashed into that room with Dreamfinder and Merlin over a year ago. "But whoever or whatever you are you messed up. Ben's dad was a beast, Ben isn't a wolf. Nice try but trying to fool me is stupid!" she snapped. "So how about you show your true form so I know who I'm about to destroy!" She was shaking, hopefully he would think it was fury. Not terror. Not her whole system telling her to run