Adolf and I stood side by side while watching the enemies outnumbered us. I groaned in frustration. This is somehow my fault because I almost forgot our stance here. I glance at Adolf beside me who’s eye are squinted but his body is relaxed and still.
Isn’t he afraid that something might happen to us here? What if the enemies will succeeded on caging us? Who’s going to free my tribe and his pack from the hands of Azariel?
“That will never happen, Lowell.” Adolf hissed, showing his fangs.
Lowell took a step forward and Adolf block his hand right in front of me, telling me to back off further so I wouldn’t get caught if ever a clash will happen. But I didn’t move. I stayed on where I am standing because this fight isn’t only exclusive for him.
I also have a purpose here.
“We’ll see about that!”
Lowell suddenly shifted his form, running towards us with his frightening beast like feature. It all happened so fast I didn’t realize that Adolf had already shielded his hands from Lowell’s migh
