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The moment we clashed, I went for the kill. My claws ripped through the air, aiming for Ivanâs throat. But the bastard was stronger than I him credit for. He blocked my strike, pushing back with unexpected force. Our bodies slammed together, a clash of muscles and raw power. But we both knew he couldnât win this. My wolf bigger stronger. Ever since I reclaimed my wolf, he had become a different, more powerful breed. And Ivan knew he was not going to win this fight.
I slammed him against the wall, his body thudding against the hard surface. He lunged at me, his claws outstretched. I dodged, barely avoiding his attack. My own claws raked across his side, drawing blood. Ivan howled in pain, but it only seemed to make him angrier.
We clashed again, a whirlwind of teeth and claws. Ivan managed to land a few hits, but I was stronger, faster. I slammed him into the ground, my jaws closing around his throat. Ivan struggled beneath me, his eyes wide with fear. But he wasnât done yet. He let a howl. The sound echoed through the room, and in no time, more wolves poured in, attacking me from all sides. I had to fight them all, my muscles straining with the effort. I could feel their claws tearing at my flesh, their teeth sinking into my skin.
They attacked in a frenzy, their teeth sinking into my flesh. I fought them off, my body a blur of motion. I could feel my strength waning, but I couldnât let Ivan win. I tore through the wolves, my claws ripping through fur and flesh. Blood spattered across the floor, the metallic scent filling the air.
Ivan took advantage of my distraction, launching himself at me. His teeth sank into my shoulder, and I let out a roar pain. I shook him off, my claws raking across his face. Ivan howled, blood pouring from the wounds. But he didnât back down. He lunged at me again, his claws outstretched. We clashed once more, our bodies slamming together with a force that shook the room. I could feel the bones in my body protesting, but I couldnât give up then Ivan removed himself from the fight as his wolves came at me in numbers, growling at my fatherâs direction before going straight for him. I managed to tear past two wolves, my claws ripping through their fur and flesh, just in time to stop him, biting right into his skin, tearing it out viciously. There was no way in hell I was letting him win by killing my father. More wolves continued coming at me, their eyes glowing with hatred and bloodlust. I fought them off, my body a blur of motion as I tore through them all.
Ivan was now standing, growling at me, facing me directly but letting his wolves attack, weaken me. He was such a coward. That was why he had played this twisted game for years instead of facing my father like a man. A coward who was keen on letting others fight his battles for him.
More wolves came at me at Ivanâs howl. I took them down one by one, but even I knew I couldnât take them all. I knew what Ivan was doing. Hewas waiting for the moment when I would be weak enough for him to strike again. The more that came, the more I took down, my muscles screaming with the effort. I already knew there was a battle going on outside. I had given my wolves the order to attack, to kill without mercy since they chose to side with Ivan. They were to get their pound of flesh for all the chaos that had been happening.
Ivan was still waiting while his wolves attacked. Then, suddenly, I heard a roar. Two wolves were taken off me. I turned my head to see a skinny black wolf, somehow still managing to exude power. My father. Surprise and disbelief washed over me. Ever since the sickness started eating away at him, he had stopped shifting. His wolf had taken most of the burden, which was why he was still alive. His wolf had weakened, giving his human side the strength to keep going. And now, he had shifted to help me.
He let out a low, tired growl in my direction. I understood immediately. He wanted me to end this, and he would stand by me. I felt a strange emotion rise within me, a mix of pride and determination. Without wasting another second, he threw himself into the fight.
I recovered from my surprise and let out a howl, calling my own wolves in. The true fight began. My father had somehow given me a push, and I doubled my effort, taking down wolf after wolf. Ivan continued to hide behind his wolves, but I knew he watching, waiting for the right moment to strike.
The room chaos. Wolves were everywhere, fighting, snarling, and tearing at each other. I could the sounds of battle outside my fighting Ivanâs forces. My father was by my side, his movements slower than they used to be, but still fierce. He fought with everything he had, despite the toll the sickness had taken on him.
I tore through the wolves, my ripping through fur and flesh. Ivanâs wolves were relentless, attacking in waves. I could their teeth sinking into my skin, their claws raking across my flesh. But I fought on, driven by the need to protect my father and end this once and for all.
My father struggling, his movements growing weaker. Wolves were biting at him their teeth sinking into his already body. I went The room whirlwind of violence. I could my muscles straining, my strength waning. I tore through the wolves my slicing through their flesh. Blood soaked the floor, the walls, everything. The sound of growls and filled the air, symphony of violence but it seemed like the I fought the more in.
My father and I fought with everything had, but it like losing battle. The room was a mess of fur, blood, and . I could track of how many I down.
Then I heard a powerful growl that shook the walls. I turned my just in time to see a wolf burst into the room followed by more . This wolf coming me.
It took Ivan by and I instantly knew who it , I around his aura long enough, him long enough him.
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And he had brought reinforcements who were taking down Ivanâs wolves. The surprise just kept coming. Daniel tore at Ivan, who finally decided to fight . They both made harsh strikes each other and I had to admit, Daniel Stone was powerful.
The room chaos. Wolves everywhere, fighting, snarling, and tearing at each other. Daniel and Ivan were in the center of it, locked in a fierce battle. Daniel was a blur of motion, his claws striking out at Ivan with deadly precision. Ivan was just as fierce, his movements powerful and aggressive.
Danielâs wolves were taking down Ivanâs forces with brutal efficiency. They moved with precision, their attacks coordinated and deadly. The tide of the battle was turning, but it was still far from over.
Daniel and Ivan were locked in a brutal battle. They moved with deadly precision, their strikes powerful and aggressive. Daniel was faster, his movements fluid and precise. Ivan was stronger, his attacks powerful and relentless. Then Ivanâs wolves started coming at Daniel, giving Ivan the opportunity to break through and he started to run toward the exit.
I looked at my father. He was still trying his best, his growls weaker but filled with determination. Then Daniel let out a growl that I instantly understood: Go.
Without a second thought, I turned, plummeting through wolves, going after Ivan. My heart was set and it was all coming to an end.
I was going to kill the bastard.
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