Every step I made a would breath in deeply taking in everything around me my opponent was not inexperienced, even if he was not strong then me. Lycans wore naturally stronger then werewolf’s though we shared the same ancestry, but is wasn’t unheard of for a wolf to beat a Lycan. Sadly for this one I and my mates wore not normal Lycans. However I did not wish to kill the beast nor was I willing to let him have the upper hand.
It soon started to rain as lightning streaked across the sky as if thor was shouting out the battle about to begin. My hair and shirt started to cling to my hair and body as I stood in a clearing among the trees. I soon see a large brown wolf snarling and snapping at the tree line. I am unable to smell him because of the rain, but I know it’s Marc. The beast shakes i
