Before the town was very almost blown to smithereens, a few people had managed to cross into Storybrooke and that was definitely not good. These people, they were set on ridding the world of magic and that included werewolves. Now, Ruby at this point, was used to it since it had happened in the Enchanted Forest before and once in Storybrooke when King George was out to get revenge. And those times she could deal with it and had managed to control the wolf.
Somehow these people knew that she was a werewolf and once more she was chased, in her human form no less, around the town with pitchforks.
However, this time, the rest of the town were busy fighting their own battles. She'd have to do this on her own. She tried to contain the wolf though until she felt it was needed. She turned to the crowd of stunned people staring at her with their pitchforks and she held up her hands as if she was being arrested. Her versus the crowd, staring down at each other.
Out of nowhere, someone in the middle of the crowd shouted at her.
"Back down, Wolfie, or the Doctor gets it!"
They shoved Victor out of the crowd onto the floor and she growled. One of the men at the front kicked him and she couldn't take that.
"Not my boyfriend, you bastards!" And with that, she pounced into her wolf form and went berserk.
Afterwards, once she had sorted that problem out, Victor had got up and kissed her. "You saved my life. Again."
"Now you owe me." She teased.
"I think I can make it up to you." He said suggestively.
She raised her eyebrows in delight and kissed him hungrily.
"Wait, Victor, you do realise there's still a war going on?"
"All the more reason to make our last moments count."
She grinned and dragged him to the nearest room they could find.