As the battle erupted, the male werewolf immediately focused his attention on Zion and Lucian Storm, while the female werewolf fixed her gaze upon Noah alone.
A deep growl rumbled from her throat, vibrating through the surrounding forest like distant thunder rolling beneath the earth.
The beast woman's muscles tensed beneath her gray fur, and then she exploded forward. Dead leaves scattered beneath her feet, tree roots cracked, and the ground trembled faintly under the force of her acceleration.
Her claws extended midway through the charge.
Each curved talon gleamed with a metallic sheen, sharp enough to tear through steel.
Within a single breath, she closed the distance separating them and raised her right arm high into the air. The movement carried frightening power behind it.
"Die."
The claw descended.
Yet the expected sensation of flesh never reached her fingers.
Instead, her arm passed directly through Noah's figure.
The female werewolf's pupils contracted.
