Snarls reverberated in the still air of the hall as Marcus and Alpha Victor began to circle each other. They looked like stark opposites with Marcus having cool grey hair and a calm, calculating expression, whilst Victor was wearing an angry mask that complemented his wild black mane. The Alpha’s mouth hung open with his teeth bared at his opponent, keeping his amber eyes locked on to find any openings or weaknesses to exploit. Charlie watched them circle, her stomach twisting with them, as the seconds dragged to minutes whilst they waited for someone to take the first blow.
Suddenly, Victor darted across the circle with venom in his eyes. He shifted through his lunge, forming into a large black wolf. Marcus easily evaded his claws and rolled beneath the Alpha, shifting into his silvery
