A Duel Between Old Friends

Katie was seething mad, her fists clenched and a powerful aura spilling from her form in ominous waves that pressed down on everyone in the clearing.

Hunters got the instinct to protect themselves, drawing their weapons immediately… while werewolves of lower ranks found it increasingly hard to remain standing.

Average wolves hit the ground first, followed by deltas. Alphas who were strong enough to fight the urge to bow in submission only managed to kneel while beta alphas barely stood.

For the last group, however, a command was all it would take for them to hit the ground. Thankfully, this was neither Katie's order nor her intention. And this was all a side-effect of losing her temper.

Cole had felt her rage this overbearing only once before during the battle that shattered her vessel and earned her two years being treated in the Moon Palace.