"Damn it! That Axel is as stupid as he could get! What a f*****g cunt!"
A red-haired man, bloodied and wounded, leaned against a Wisteria Tree. His white-as-pearl canines flashed when he grinned. The predatory glint within his golden eyes shone like embers of insanity amid the darkness that surrounded him like a cloak.
He was ambushed. Just as he was on his way to the Blood Claws Pack after years of absence, his dear ‘friend’ decided to surprise him with a very 'warm' welcome.
And now, he, Luke Cain, was wounded by the loyal mutts of his beloved friend. His claws that retracted just now throbbed upon remembering what happened to the foolish subordinates of Axel Crescent – the vindictive and petty son of a b***h.
They were all dismembered. Not a single limb was attached to their bodies
