Chapter 6
The boulder at the edge of the clearing. Ash must have clambered atop it while I was dealing with Kale. There’d been half a dozen wolves up there watching, though. Shouldn’t one of them have warned me about impending attack?
No matter. Ash was on top of me now, his fangs cutting into the thick skin at my ruff. He was going for my jugular, but it would take a lot of mouthing to work his way around my neck and get there.
And I wasn’t waiting. With Kale gone, I didn’t have to hold back any longer. And even though Ash had the literal upper hand—upper paw?—I was far from vanquished.
Because my opponent spent too much of his time human. Like most who practiced primarily on two legs, he’d decided to focus on expanding his right side’s skills at the expense of the other.
In contrast
