My jaw dropped when Demetrius stepped forward. His size compared to Shawn was massive. Shawn was tall, and his muscles were large and well defined, but Demetrius had him by a couple inches and another weight class. What the hell did the wolves at Blood Moon eat?
“Name the time and place so we can get this taken care of. Preferably we do this today.” Demetrius’ voice was a low bass, vibrating through everything around it. Shawn looked at Demetrius thoughtfully.
“Two hours. Right here.” He said, not backing down. s**t.
He’s dead. Dash snorted. I rolled my eyes as everyone turned to face us again.
“Alright then, you heard them. They’re allowed to prepare for their fight, we’ll train for an hour and a half and relax for 30 minutes.” Wyatt said, and everyone nodded. Demetrius broke away
