Though the teenager looked frightening, he wasn’t as menacing as Alexander and the others.
He remained the same height and was still basically human, which meant the kid was of the wolf man class.
“Hey, calm down.”
He tries to ease the situation by raising his hand to show that he didn’t have any weapon, but then the boy suddenly lunges at him, claws and teeth at the ready.
Instincts kicking in, sending a rush of adrenaline to flow through his veins. Rory could dodge him, seeing the boys motion by looking at him.
“Wait, I’m not here to fight,” he says.
But the teenager kept swiping those sharp nails of his left and right, which he easily avoided.
Seems like the excessive training that Alex had been putting him through was finally paying off.
His body could now move as he pleased,
