Chapter 43. The Missing Young Adult

Kasia stumbled backward, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth as it trickled from her nose. Gritting her teeth, she wiped the blood from her face with the back of her hand and glared. The young man had a cocky grin on his face, clearly pleased with himself for landing a blow.

“Let me at him,” Deva, the wolf inside her, urged, her voice low and primal. Kasia could feel her anger within her as she approached the young man, her hazel eyes locked on his.

“No. Remember, I’m supposed to be a lycan. They can’t know about you,” Kasia answered.

“Hit him back harder, then,” Deva growled.

“Alright, come on then,” he taunted, raising his fists and preparing for another attack.

With a snarl, Kasia deftly dodged his attacks, moving with a grace and speed that only a werewolf could possess. She swiftly delivered a kidney shot, causing him to double over in pain. Seizing the opportunity, she pinned him to the ground, her knee pressing firmly against his chest.