The world narrowed to a single, searing point. The enforcer’s silver blade flashed in the night, its edge glinting cold and unforgiving as it sliced through the air. His eyes were cold, his grip tight on the handle, his intentions clear. He was coming for me.
But this time, I wasn’t just reacting. I wasn’t just dodging, surviving, hoping someone would come to save me.
I was the savior now.
I saw the blade coming, but I didn’t flinch. I didn’t hesitate. There was no time for fear, no time for doubt. I was a wolf, and this was my fight. I had been running for too long.
The enforcer lunged at me, his arm outstretched, aiming for my chest. His face was a mask of rage, but all I saw was the flash of the blade, its arc too fast, too sure.
I moved first. Faster.
I sidestepped, just enough t
