FAYE'S POV
This feeling was really not good.
Although at this point, I no longer rejected the vampire bloodline flowing through my body, it did not mean that I had decided to give up my identity as a werewolf.
I didn't think I had done anything wrong to the werewolf world, even after my home town was slaughtered by Timerante, I didn't directly kill Timerante to get revenge for the sake of the entire werewolf world.
Now, I couldn't psychologically accept a life-and-death battle with a werewolf.
In a hurry, I quickly dodged four or five meters to the side next to me. The coyote missed, but reacted very quickly and immediately changed direction to pounce on me again.
“Hey, you've got the wrong person!" I dodged again and tried to communicate with him,"I'm not your enemy.”
However, my efforts went unanswered.