“Don’t get so cocky, pup.” Acheron collected himself from the ground after the last punch from Fenris. Fenris cracked his neck while he saw his hands clenched into fists. He was getting used to this strange body. To the strength, Liam built over the years of hard training.
Fenris watched him training. He felt the movements of Liam’s body whenever Liam practiced his martial arts. Especially those last months which Liam spent training or observing Avery. He followed her combat styles. He practiced the stances she taught him. Fenris observed all of those but never had a chance to use them himself. His time to control the body was only during the shift. He ran on his fours. His senses belonged to the wolf, not to the human, so controlling this human body in a way he never had before felt stra
