I thought my life would flash before my eyes.
As I shifted into one, I was amazed by the surging energy that boosted me. I feel like I could fight for hours.
This is the second time I shifted. How I ended up killing the lycan and that darn scientist back at my old cell was because of my inner beast.
Shifting into one was difficult, and at a crucial time like this, it helped me a lot.
All I could feel was pure anguish, and the enemy had the nerve to imperil my friend’s life.
I roared loud enough to make my enemies tuck their tails, yet they were optimistic about ending me. It was still one against thousands.
The Lycan who held my friend threatened me again. To catch my attention, he broke my friend’s arm and he writhed in pain.
I swiveled my head to look at them and roared.
“Surrend
