My father swings his arm wildly towards my face and his fist connects with my nose, shattering the bone and cartilage that has barely had chance to heal and causing blood to pour from my nose. It’s not a bad punch, but I’ve received harder before. Goddess, I received harder earlier today. Two f*****g broken noses in one day. What are the chances? My wolf growls furiously at the pain caused by the filthy rogue that unfortunately is my father, as I inspect the blood on my hand. My wolf pleads mercilessly for a chance to do what we have been itching to do for weeks.
I quickly shift into my wolf and his sharp canines close around my father’s neck. The sharp points on our teeth break the skin incredibly easily and we slowly dig them deeper into the flesh, relishing my father’s shock as he rea
