As the two monsters circled each other, neither seemed willing to make the first move. The alpha's enormous paws pressed into the bloodstained ground, and its red eyes followed every shift of Nova's shoulders. Heat continued to rise from its body, disturbing the air around its fur. Nova kept his fists raised, turning with the creature so it could not slip past him toward Adam.
He had already fought four wolves, and the injuries they had left behind were beginning to catch up with him. His back ached, his chest burned whenever he inhaled, and his legs trembled beneath him. But he could still move, and the alpha appeared to be waiting for the same opening he was.
'Come on,' Nova thought, flexing his fingers. 'Show me what you've got.'
