The air was filled with tension and grimace.
Zade stood still,his dark eyes narrowed as he stared at Marcus as though he was daring him to attack first. There was a cut on his jaw, blood dripping from it where Marcus had grazed him. It was healing but it was taking more time than usual. His chest rose and fell steadily, calmly like a predator stalking a prey.
Marcus on the other hand looked like he got more powerful the more they fought. He lowered his claws for a moment and tilted his head slightly to the side. "You're not an ordinary werewolf,are you?"
