I slide down his back and grip onto both of his arms while he struggles. He can’t cast spells without his hands, so I expertly jolt both his wrists, breaking them.
He screams, an ear-piercing yell that my wolf lusts for. I let go of his body, taking a few steps back as he spins around, a furious expression on his face as he tries not to move his hands.
“You underestimate me.” I state simply, studying his every move, although he’s not trying to fight me yet. His breath is heavy, pained.
“Maybe that’s what I wanted you to think.” He replies, c*****g his head to the side with a sly smile on his face, but the anger still burns in his eyes.
“Or maybe you’re just improvising because you’re a selfish dick.” I retort, mirroring his posture with a hand on my hip, head tilted to the side and a g
