The wolves of the two packs clashed in brutal combat.
Blood sprayed through the air, and deafening snarls shook the battlefield.
I leaped into the fray, unstoppable wherever I went.
Damon's soldiers couldn't withstand me.
Ordinary battle wolves had no chance against a pure-blooded Alpha.
Damon saw defeat was inevitable, and a vicious light flashed in his eyes.
He suddenly pulled a black pistol from inside his coat.
"Serena, go to hell!"
It was a forbidden human-made weapon, a silver-bullet gun designed specifically to hunt werewolves.
He pulled the trigger, and a silver bullet tore through the air.
I twisted aside, but a second and third silver bullet came at me in rapid succession.
"Damon, have you lost your mind? Silver-bullet guns are forbidden among wolves!"
I rolled out of
