Derick's p.o.v
Kill, Kill them all. That was all I could think of as I sunk my canines into one of the rogue's necks.
Bitting down and Making sure it was dead before tucking the other one that was about to retreat in fear.
I growled and used my claws, aiming for its neck with a loud growl.
It whimpered in pain and tried to get up on its feet when I furiously sunk my canines into its flesh instantly riping its throat.
My breath was labored and my senses heightened. I cautiously observed the environment and looked at the dead bodies on the ground.
"I think that was the last one," I said silently to Peter then carefully shook the blood off my coat and shifted into my human form.
"f**k, the horrible taste is still lingering in my mouth." I whispered as I looked at my bloody hands.
Pete
