Attacked by a Pack of Wolves

“Come on cowards; give it your best shot!!!” Logan growled and then his face wrinkled into a monstrous look, his eyes glowed blood red and his canines elongated.

His body began to transform and growl larger, his back hunched and burst his shirt open from behind, his hands and legs grew larger and his claws elongated; he was going into full transformation. His beards began to grow fuller and his ears straightened his sideburns hairier as well.

Logan howled loudly and Jonathan howled back, passing the cue to attack. His men came after Logan immediately but the Alpha leaped up in the air and pounced on the first attacker, he crushed him down to the soil and snapped his head before driving his canines into his neck and tearing his shoulders apart like plastic.

“One down, three to go,” Logan muttered and wiped the blood off his lips with an evil grin on his face.

Well, Logan was an Alpha and the attacker who had likely lost his life was an Omega, the weakest ranks of werewolves, obviously