“Now.” I smirked, separating my feet and getting into my stance. “Run!” She turned and sprinted away, her long hair flowed beautifully behind her, blending in with the falling flakes of white. I groaned, tilting my head back and tucking myself into my waistband. “She’s so fucking hot when she runs.” “Werewolves and their need to hunt their prey,” Kian muttered as he walked in the direction she went.
