Riley let out a resentful, conflicted growl, and he was just about to skulk off to claim some wicked toy to torture the boy with when all at once Nik was breaking away. Riley turned on the ball of his left foot and surged forward, grabbing the other shifter around his middle and threw him against the wall, stalking after him with a snarl. He reached forward with one hand and raked his sharp nails-that-were-almost-claws along the other shifter's chest and down to his stomach, bright red blood springing up to the brutish points.
"Intention doesn't matter. Your wants don't matter." Riley hissed, his lips twisting up and into an unpleasant smile that was very nearly a grimace. "That's a vampire you're talking to, a vampire who's got a taste for shifter now, and he and I both have been wanting to break one for ages.." He leaned in and inhaled deeply over the pulse point on Nik's neck. "Packless." He growled, "You're disgusting."
He glanced over his shoulder at Tao, "Let me hold him for you."