"The girl is dead Aiden," William howls in victory like he has achieved something great.
My Den is burning with rage that he jumps on William, digging my claws deep in his furry skin and my fangs penetrating deep holes on his neck.
Blood oozes through the holes my fangs had left like champagne oozing from the bottle when shaken.
William lies on the ground with his silver gray-colored fur dyed red with blood.
"How dare you trespass to my Kingdom?" I howl furiously.
Even when William is bleeding terribly, my heart still hasn't quenched its thirst for vengeance.
The vivid image of my packs of North crying and bleeding flashes to my mind.
He slowly gets on his claws and says, "How did you think that you would be hiding the girl from me?" he asks me.
He still holds his
