CHAPTER 6
The man wasn't in a hurry to kill Ryan; watching the boy fight gave him a strange feeling of satisfaction. He was an impressive fighter, and it brought back memories of his younger days sparring with Ryan's dad.
They fought similarly, but that was not at all surprising. Ryan was trained by his father from a very young age.
Looking ahead, he saw Avery and smiled menacingly. Her mate didn't neglect training her. It was such a pity that she was just an ordinary wolf. She wouldn't last long.
After some time, he grew bored watching the battle and decided to end things quickly. He was a busy man with things to do and places to be.
With that thought in mind, he strolled leisurely with his hands in his pocket, humming his tune while approaching Avery. He was going to kill her firs
