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Chapter 239
~Zara’s POV~
Before the words fully left my lips, the first attacker lunged.
I sidestepped easily, grabbing his arm and twisting it until I heard the satisfying pop of his shoulder dislocating. He screamed, but I didn’t stop, landing a swift kick to his chest that sent him coughing out blood.
I flung his hand and glanced at my side. Two more rushed me simultaneously. One swung a bat, but I ducked under it, delivering a sharp elbow to his ribs. The other aimed for my legs, but I flipped backwards, using the momentum to land a solid punch to his jaw and then I slashed at his neck.
My fang did a marvellous job as the next second, spurts of blood sprayed the air as I kicked him away.
The other guy had dropped to the ground, groaning in pain.
Astrid howled with satisfaction in my mind. "That’s how it’s done."
The next wave came faster, five men charging at once. I moved on instinct, blocking a punch from one while spinning to kick another in the stomach. My movements were fluid, precise, and fast and they were no match for me and Astrid.
One managed to grab my arm, but I twisted, using his grip against him to throw him into another attacker.
Blood roared in my ears, but I didn’t falter. My breath came in sharp bursts, and sweat trickled down my temple. The ground was littered with bodies, most of them groaning and writhing in pain while a few unfortunate souls had met a quick end.
Ivan clapped mockingly, his voice dripping with disdain. "Impressive. Truly. But let’s see how you handle this."
The air shifted. I sensed it before I saw them—rogue Lycans stepping into view. I knew their scent anywhere.
They were different and more wild than we werewolves.
Their wild eyes gleamed with feral intent, and the scent of unrestrained aggression filled the air. These sets were out for blood and so was I.
One by one, they transformed, their hulking wolf forms towering over the fallen men.
Several loud ear-piercing howls rendered the air, causing me to wince.
Astrid bristled, her growl echoing in my mind. "Zara, they’ll tear us apart if we’re not careful."
"Then let’s not be careful. This is no time to play safe," I shot back. "They may be Lycans, but they are not alphas nor were they kings. I still stand a chance."
With a deep breath, I closed my eyes, letting Astrid take over. The shift came swiftly, pain and power coursing through me as my bones cracked and reformed.
When I opened my eyes again, the world looked sharper, clearer. I felt the raw strength of my wolf as she took control, her fur bristling and teeth bared.
The rogues hesitated for a fraction of a second, but that was all I needed.
I leapt forward, colliding with the nearest rogue and sinking my teeth into his shoulder. He howled in pain, thrashing as I threw him to the ground.
Another charged from the side, but Astrid was faster. She spun, slashing her claws across his chest and sending him staggering back.
The remaining rogues circled cautiously, their growls low and threatening.
"Bring it on," Astrid snarled, her muscles coiled and ready.
"We can’t keep this up forever," Astrid growled, her movements still swift but slightly strained. freёwebnovel.com
"We don’t need forever," I shot back, focusing on the rogue circling from the left.
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