Ronan POV
I lunged away from Aniyah. My wolf took over as I pounced and bit, tore and released. I dodged fangs here, tucked and rolled there. I might have been bleeding, but I didn’t pay it any mind. I couldn’t. If I paused for a moment, I was dead. If I stopped for even a split second, they’d have me. If I was still moving, I wasn’t dead.
I saw red as I jumped and bit, scratched and clawed. Bodies fell around me, while others twisted and pounced for a second go.
“Mother fucker!” The dark-haired male cursed as I brought him to the ground, my claws stuck in the leather of his belt. He rolled and we both tumbled head over ass. “This s**t ain’t worth this!” He tried frantically to detach himself from me instead of fighting, and my teeth snapped forward. The vamp twisted his head at the la
