As the golden wolf dug its fangs into Jonea's neck, at the same time, a great white wolf jumped and charged at the golden wolf. The white wolf's muzzle tore into the golden wolf's neck. The two huge wolves rolled on the ground. They clashed claws and fangs.
The golden wolf managed to escape. He backed away and stood unsteadily. His neck was torn and bleeding. His head was down with his two forelegs slightly bent in pain.
“You… Aland Hamilton?” asked the golden wolf in a hoarse voice with pain. “Hrrrgg….”
The white wolf with a muzzle stained with deep blood stood up, eyes gleaming sharply. He walked up to the golden wolf.
“Yes, it's me. I told you this is your last chance. But you wasted it and still sink your fangs into that girl.”
Without warning, Aland attacked the golden wolf again
