Natasha spat. She knew the man in front of her was just a werewolf from a small pack whose strength was not comparable to her pack, especially when compared to her power. Natasha sighed; she didn't want to spoil the expensive clothes her husband had given her. Her physique returned to its standard human form in the blink of an eye. Natasha jumped past Dmitri's body lying on the floor, clenching her fists. She ran towards that man, and…
"Crack." The crackling sound of bones in the man's chest sounded loud from the attack from Natasha. Within seconds, the man's body bounced back, hit the carriage's wall, and fell to the floor. With a coughing sound, fresh blood spurting into the air came out of the man's mouth. Lying helpless, the man's body looked pale from losing quite a lot of blood.
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