buried my fingers in his hair, using his own momentum to help swing him up, around, and then down onto the concrete - hard.
The breath was forced from his wolf form in a rush, but I still kicked, right on his useless, scrawny little canine dick. Yet before he could even yelp, I shifted again and came at him hard. My teeth found the side of his neck. I felt the skin pop as they pierced it, and then I shook, trying to cause as much damage as possible. If I broke his fucking neck, it wouldn't bother me at all.
Damon cried out, his yelp of pain carrying on the night air. Unfortunately, not all the snarls were coming from us. Lifting my eyes let me see Trent and Pax holding Karen back. A glance in the other direction showed some of Damon's pack climbing their way over the gate to get inside. I had a feeling there were more doing the same at other points around the walls. I had to end this. I needed to defend my pack!
But Damon got his feet around, using them to push off my body. I didn't let go, but his skin tore, allowing him to slip free. I jumped right back on him, but the man was ready for that. His mouth found the back of my neck, right above my shoulders. I shifted again, letting him slip through my form just to change into a man and grab his back legs. He bent, sinking his teeth deep into my arm, but I didn't care. I slung that wolf like a cheap sack of grain, slamming him back down onto the hard parking lot.
"We," I yelled before doing it again, "are not," and then again, "beasts!"
The last impact dazed him enough to make him let go, but I was hurting. When I found my wolf again, that leg was lame, refusing to hold my weight, but I didn't have time for this shit. The man would never stop until he was dead. His pack was attacking mine. I needed him out of the way so I could deal with that and protect my mate and pup.
We slammed into each other again, but the wounds were adding up. His bites were weak, but I couldn't dodge fast enough to get away from all of them. That meant I had to deal with his head and everything that came with it. The next time he shoved in to bite me, I grabbed the only thing I could catch: his ear.
Then I pulled.
Damon fell over, squealed, and tried to get away. I thrashed, shaking him as hard as I could. My breath was coming so fast, and I still felt like I couldn't breathe, but I didn't care. I had time for that later. Right now, I was winning. I'd told Elena I'd run, but only if I couldn't beat this man, and I knew very well that I had him.
He realized it at the same time and became frantic. His snarls turned to whimpers. His attacks became desperate attempts to get free. Then he just yanked. Blood filled my mouth, my grip lessened, but my teeth still held him. The man screamed as only an injured wolf could, and then did it again. Something broke, the release of tension made me stumble back, left with nothing but part of his ear in my teeth, and Damon scrambled away. He didn't even need to admit his defeat. Running was the same thing.
I tried to follow but that leg gave out, sprawling me onto the ground, so I shifted back to a man. "Seth!" I yelled. "He's running. He's defeated. Get that bastard off my territory!"
The words weren't even out of my mouth before my beta took off, little more than a streak of blonde and grey chasing the man who'd once thought he could make me submit.
CHAPTER 54
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The moment that Damon bolted, Karen tried to follow. Trent grabbed her hind leg and I shifted, wrapping my hand around her tail. Then Karen tried the same trick, but she formed swinging. Her fist caught me right in the mouth, knocking me onto my naked ass. Trent just moved around her, his lips curled in a warning snarl, but I couldn't stop the laugh.
"Your big plan is failing," I managed to get out.
"Fuck you, Pax."
"Did that," I chuckled. "Oh, you have become so pathetic! You know, I actually used to like you, back when we