Seraphina POV.
My wolf slams our weight into the monster, making him stumble. I can feel his power the moment I’m in his presence. In order to take him down, were going to have to be in our wolf form.
Our temperature rises along with our temper. Heat consumes our entire body, mingling with our rage. I feel like I’m on fire, burning on the inside and out but it doesn’t hurt. It’s exciting. I can take the heat and the change is highly anticipated.
“Shift,” I tell my wolf, and she follows my command. She shifts into her true form, effortlessly landing onto our four paws.
The monster examines our gray and white coat carefully. And I purposely stare into his bloody eyes that leads to his darkened soul, challenging him. Vampires hate to be challenged. They hate for a creature to place themse
