To their shock, Derrick did not shift into his wolf and stood waiting for them, as if he was bored and wanted to get things done and over with so he could move on to the next task.
Derrick saw the first wolf jump into the air with determination and purpose to leap at him, snarling,.. its carnassial teeth ready to rip off his skin. Before the wolf could reach him, Derrick swung his arm and slammed his fist into its forehead with so much force that it flew back in the same direction it came from and landed at Kane’s feet… whimpering in pain.
Kane visually gulped, seeing Derrick’s strength. He had punched and thrown one of his strongest feral wolves in the air like he was throwing a volleyball. The feral continued to whimper in pain. Hearing its pained cry angered some of the other feral,
