79 – SON OF THE ALPHA AND THE OLD CRONE
STEPHAN
Was I seeing things or was the monstrous fleshless face smiling at me?
“Pretty eyes….” Her scratching voice purred.
I winced, my shoulder still burned from her first attack.
Where the hell did the silver come from? I could not see it. Just a second ago, before her monstrous transformation, she licked her bloodied nails.
If she scratched me with mere nails, I should have effortlessly healed from it but the fact that I wasn’t healing meant that she used silver. Where was it?
If I didn’t know, I could not recklessly attack her again, I could end up dead. My heart was thumping in my chest, this was terrifying and at the same time exciting.
As wolves, we loved to fight, it was our nature and ever since I was little, I had been fighting but
