General Ezra's POV:
Hugo strutted toward the center of the field. I looked at Hugo, the boy was ripped. "Let's see how she does now," Maximus, my wolf linked.
Once again, she got low, and before he finished shifting, it was over. She jumped up, grabbed him by the throat, and slammed him so hard that the ground shook. I had to run over.
"Persia, let go." She sank her teeth into him deeper. Blood oozed down his neck. She shook him from side to side. She had locked her jaws. If I didn't know any better, she was marking him and was about to snap his neck.
"Persia, release Titus. Now!" I commanded.
I looked at Hugo's wolf, Titus. He didn't know what hit him. He was knocked into next Tuesday. Persia let go and sat on all fours. Hugo shifted back, holding his neck as he rolled around the gro
