The sound of the door slamming shut was heard behind him. He glanced behind him for a second to see that he was the only one who had made it through. His gaze immediately landed to the far corner of the room. Two witches were smirking at him with crimson lips.
“You know what is interesting about werewolves?” The first witch asked the other witch next to her. “It is that deep down they are still just an animal.”
“Just a primitive species who think they are superior because they have physical strength.” The other witch scowled at Wyatt with a slightly crooked smile.
Wyatt lowered his head and growled at the witches. His ears were forward, and his gaze fixated on their every movement. He straightened his body up and prepared hims
