Alex
I immediately ran back to where I left her and saw her jaws clamped tight on the neck of another large wolf, swinging it as gashes appeared on its neck and blood spilled in her mouth.
She let it go after it was dead, her mouth dripping with blood. There were some slashes at the side of her body, signifying that there was a short but ferocious fight. She looked at me and growled. My beast smiled devilishly.
We’re both proud of her, not minding the growl since wolves that tasted blood are more vicious and act more impulsively. Their adrenaline is rushing through their bodies and they won’t calm down easily.
I tuned up my hearing and didn't hear any other breathing living being near us. So I crouched a little, facing her.
“You want to fight, little mate? Come on.”
She lunged. We
