His Savior
Cedric let out a loud growl of annoyance, clenching his fists so hard that his nails cut into his skin. He could feel his blood boiling in his veins because of the fury welling up inside him.
It was like mockery to him seeing his four elite werewolf fighters utterly defeated while bathing in their own blood. They were barely alive, slowly dying due to the poison of Kira's bite. Though werewolves had healing and regenerative ability, the poison slowed down and weakened their healing ability.
Furthermore, what made him more upset was the fact that the werewolves only fought one vampire as there was only one vampire scent lingering around the area. And this scent was unique, incomparable to the other vampire's scent they had smelled before.
He was unbelievably angry, his heart filled with rage and hatred toward the bloodsucker creature who hurt his pack members.