Finn let out a strangled sound of agony, collapsing to the floor, clutching his crotch. The dagger slipped from his hand as he writhed in pain.
Zara didn’t waste time and bolted for the door. But just as she pulled on the handle, a whistling sound ripped through the air and before she could react, a searing pain exploded in her back.
She screamed in pain, her body slamming against the door. The silver-laced dagger protruded from her back and a wave of burning agony coursed through her veins.
That little bastard.
Behind her, Finn staggered to his feet, his lips twisted with satisfaction.
"You’re getting old, Luna Zara. You should’ve run faster," He taunted her.
With her lips pressed together in grim determination, Zara reached behind her, and grabbed the dagger’s hilt.
"Ahh—!" she groaned, her teeth gritted as she yanked the blade free from her back.
Hot pain seared through her body, and her vision became double but she forced herself to stay upright. Blood stained the spot, some trailing down her back.
Zara turned to face Finn with defiance. She bent her legs, squared her shoulders and grabbed the dagger firmly this time. She might not have her wolf, but she still had her will, and that was enough.
Finn saw her fighting pose and threw his head back with a mocking laugh.
"I don’t beat women," he sneered, "but for you, Luna Zara, I’ll gladly make an exception."
Zara didn’t flinch.
"Come then," she hissed, her voice like steel. "Let this old woman teach insolent pups like you a lesson."
Finn’s lips curled into a dark smile. "We’d see."
And with that, Finn charged at her with all the rage of a bull, intending to barrel her straight into the wall.
Zara twisted at the last second, dodging him. Thanks to that, his shoulder slammed into the empty space where she’d been, and he stumbled forward with a snarl.
Finn turned, his eyes blazing with anger.
Again, he lunged at her, but like before, she slipped past him, barely evading his grasp.
If she could keep dodging him long enough, Finn would tire himself out. Wolves always underestimated patience and strategy.
Finn lunged for the third time, missing her by just a hair’s breadth. Zara danced backward, her chest heaving, a plan forming in her head. If she could bait him into overexerting himself, he’d make a mistake.
But Finn wasn’t a fool.
A sinister smile spread across his face as he suddenly halted mid-charge, reading her like an open book. "Ah, I see what you’re doing. You certainly didn’t think I’m your son’s beta for nothing."
Before Zara could react, Finn lunged again, but this time, he feinted left, then suddenly cut right. As expected, Zara miscalculated and Finn tackled her full force to the ground, the air knocked from her lungs.
"No!" she snarled, stabbing upward with the dagger.
Finn’s reflexes were faster, and he knocked the blade clean from her grasp. The weapon fell far from her reach, at the same time, Finn’s fist connected with her face.
Pain exploded through Zara’s skull, and she swore she heard a splitting sound in her ear as her world tilted violently. Stars burst behind her eyelids, while the room spun, and blurred. For one horrifying moment, Zara thought she might pass out.
Before she knew it, Finn’s hand closed around her throat. Zara’s eyes bulged as he began to choke her, his full wolf strength pressing down on her neck mercilessly.
She clawed at his wrist, her legs kicking uselessly, wanting air. But without her wolf, she was nearly human and defenseless against him.
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