"Adam!"
Adam barely felt Grace's shove before his boots scraped against the dirt, sliding back. But Samantha was still in his arms. He gritted his teeth and stomped down hard, his foot digging deep, stopping him cold.
He set Samantha on her feet and spun around—his eyes widening at the blur streaking toward the spot where he had just been standing.
[Helsinki, Little Wolf Man]
The Little Wolf Man slammed into the ground, claws carving deep furrows in the dirt as if it were nothing. If that had hit him, even with his [Strength] now six times what it was before, he would've been cleaved in half.
Helsinki snapped his head up, saliva whipping from his fangs as he snarled at Adam. His glowing yellow eyes burned with something unnatural, muscles bulging beneath his matted fur.
A heartbeat passed.
Then Helsinki turned toward Grace.
She barely had time to raise her steel pipe before he lunged, claws and fangs locked onto her throat. Well, almost.
