29. The Demon
BRAX
The rain pelted down over my bare skin, my chest puffing as fury filled me.
The sky was gray, dark, and angry, just like the pack. It infiltrated everything, sizzling between everything as thunder boomed and lightning cracked. It was what I needed.
My shadows riled inside me, and I grinned at my next target. I ran toward the tree where a human hid, launching poison arrows at my pack.
The taste of that poison polluted my tongue and I roared, running up the tree, my claws sinking into the bark and launching me onto the branch with the human.
It shook it enough that his next arrow fell and he gasped, backing up against the thick trunk behind him.
He yanked a sword out of the sheath at his hip, and I edged forward. My packmates fought better as wolves, but my sha
