Chapter 157
Aragon POV
We ran through the streets, our feet pounding the pavement in unison. Sophia led the way, her senses on high alert as she navigated us through the
crowded streets.
As we ran, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. My senses were on high alert, my ears perked up and my nose twitched as I scanned our surroundings. I could smell the humans around us, their scent a mix of sweat and perfume.
But I could also smell something else. Something metallic and sharp. The scent of Victor’s men.
They’re closing in Marcel growled.
I nodded, my eyes scanning the rooftops. “We need to get off the streets,” I said. “Now,”
Sophia nodded, her eyes locked on a nearby alleyway, “This way,” she said, darting into the alley.
We followed her, our feet pounding the pavement as we ran. The alleyway was narrow and dark, the walls looming above us like sentinels.
As we ran, I could feel my senses expanding. My vision sharpened, and my hearing becoming more acute. I could smell the rats scurrying through the alleyway, their scent a mix of filth and decay.
Sophia, wait, I growled.
Sophia stopped, her eyes locked on mine. “What is it?
I sniffed the air, my nose twitching as I scanned our surroundings. And then, suddenly, I had it.
“It’s Ryker. He’s been separated from us.”
Marcel’s eyes narrowed, his face set in a determined expression. “We need to find him,” he said. “Now,”
I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. We had to find Ryker, and we had to find him fast. Victor’s men were closing in, and we were running out of time.
With a fierce growl, I launched myself into a sprint, my feet pounding the pavement as I ran. Marcel and Sophia followed close behind, our senses on high alert as we searched for Ryker.
We had to find him, we had to save him and we had to do it before Victor’s men caught up with us.
I followed the scent, my heart pounding in my chest. We turned a corner, and suddenly, we were face to face with Ryker.
He was surrounded by Victor’s men, his body battered and bruised. But he was still fighting, his claws flashing in the dim light of the alleyway.
“Ryker!” I growled, launching myself at Victor’s men.
Marcel and Sophia followed close behind, our bodies shifting into our werewolf forms as we fought. Our claws flashed, our teeth bared as we tore
into Victor’s men.
The fight was intense, our bodies clashing as we fought for dominance. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my senses on high alert as I fought.
Ryker was fighting hard, his body a blur of motion as he clashed with Victor’s men. I could see the determination in his eyes, the refusal to back down.
But Victor’s men were relentless, their bodies shifting into their werewolf forms as they fought. They were strong, their claws flashing as they tore
into us.
I fought hard, my claws flashing as I tore into Victor’s men. I could feel my body shifting, my senses expanding as I fought.
Marcel and Sophia were fighting hard, their bodies a blur of motion as they clashed with Victor’s men. We were a team, a unit, our bodies working together as we fought.
The alleyway was a whiriwind of motion, our bodies clashing as we fought. The sound of snarling and growling filled the air, the scent of blood and sweat hanging heavy over the alleyway.
But despite our best efforts, Victor’s men seemed endless. They just kept coming, their bodies shifting into their werewolf forms as they fought.
I could feel my body beginning to tire, my muscles aching as I fought. But I refused to back down. I refused to give up.
And then, just when it seemed like all was lost; I saw him. Victor.
He was standing at the edge of the alleyway, his eyes locked on me. His body was tense, his muscles rippling beneath his skin.
“You’re a hard man to kill,” he growled.
I snarled, my teeth bared. “You’re a hard man to beat,” I retorted.
Victor smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. “We’ll see about that,” he said.
And with that, he launched himself at me, his body shifting into his werewolf form as he fought.
Victor’s eyes locked onto mine, his gaze piercing and menacing. I could feel my hackles rising, my body tensing for the fight ahead. The air was electric with tension, the only sound was the heavy breathing of the two of us.
The alleyway was dimly lit, the only light coming from a faint moon overhead. The shadows cast by the buildings seemed to writhe and twist, like
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living things. I could feel the weight of the night bearing down on me, the pressure to emerge victorious.
“You’re a hard man to kill,” Victor sneered. “But tonight, that ends.”
I snarled, baring my teeth. “You’re not taking me down without a fight, Victor.”
The words hung in the air, a challenge and a promise. Victor’s eyes flashed with anger, his body tensing for the attack.
With a fierce battle cry, Victor launched himself at me. I met him head–on, our bodies clashing in a flurry of fur and fang. The fight was intense, our movements lightning–fast as we battled for dominance.
I could feel Victor’s power growing, his strength and speed increasing with every passing moment. His claws raked across my side, leaving a trail of burning pain in their wake. I growled, my teeth bared in a snarl.
But I refused to back down. I dug deep, finding the strength to push back against Victor’s attack. Our bodies rolled across the alleyway, our claws flashing in the dim light.
The fight was a blur of motion, our bodies clashing and recoiling in a deadly dance. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my senses on high alert as I fought for my life.
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