47.Rowan's POV
In what seems to the blink of the eyes and a rush of air, I have Draka's landlord slammed against the wall and with my claws around his neck, he is gasping for air.
I gnarl, my fangs comes out of hiding and I dig my claws deeper into his flesh. He is drunk and tries to fight me, but he is weak. His legs are dangling at least two feet from the ground.
Draka is shaken because he almost assaulted her. She adjusts her clothes and puts her hair back in place.
She turns around to see the landlord closing his eyes, I am just a few seconds from breaking his neck and strangling him to death.
“Wait,Rowan, leave him be!” She shouts.
“Why?” I grunt. “He is a very sick man and I am doing the human race a favour by killing him.”
Gurgling sound leaves the man as he tries to fi
