DJ’s POV
“I’m NOT a f*****g ping-pong ball,” Luka roared, and the table, that had landed on him and Cat, went flying across the room. He was pissed and his eyes were dangerously red. If Cat hadn’t been there to calm him down, I wasn’t sure what he’d be doing right now.
Sergei cursed and rolled off me--- and despite the lack of air, I noticed that his back was on fire. Without thinking I leaped up and started slapping at the flames while he quickly got out of the jacket, which luckily had taken the worst of it.
“Thank you,” he grunted and winced in pain, as we struggled to get to our feet. It wasn’t until then, I realized that half our living room was in flames--- only for it to be extinguished a moment later. I spun around and saw two identical Lycans battling the flames with their own
