Queen of Wolves
My knuckles were white, trying to pry it off me as Nate stared down into my eyes with both anger and lust.
I pulled down on the stick to leverage my knee up, smashing it to his face then my claws tore through his arm, getting enough room to wiggle out from under him. Nate roared at the pain and stood to his feet, throwing the stick into the crowd and hitting our spectators. Damn beast!
I regained my strength then charged at him. Nate smiled, catching my first punch, but I expected that and quickly kneed him the stomach while my other hand smashed across his face. Nate stumbled to the side, releasing my hand and I quickly delivered an uppercut to his jaw.
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