TAMING THE BAD BOY ALPHA
My wolf is finally free and he lets out a howl.
‘Find Hope,’ I command and he nods, kicking his heels against the scorching sand. We leap up and forward. Our lift off the ground is effortless. If I were taped and the video later slowed down for viewing, the human eye would assume that gravity had no effect on me. Of course, this is not true--I cannot fly. Only strength and speed are responsible for the illusion. I whip forward, towards the source of the explosion, praying to a Goddess I no longer believe in that Hope is safe. Smoke fills my lungs and the sand burns my paws but my healing factor kicks in and instantly, all these ailments do not matter to me.
Red flames dance around me even as
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