Araceli POV
I looked sideways and saw a wolf pup.
His fur was silver and looked as smooth as silk. Moreover, his eyes were golden and full of imperial majesty.
I froze for a moment.
Wait a minute... I seemed to see Raphael in him...
I looked back and realized that he was the boy who had helped me, Micah. He had just been talking to me with mind-link.
The man covered his eyes and screamed in agony.
I calmly rushed over and without hesitation slit the man's throat.
Blood gushed out.
Micah rushed up as well, tearing into the other two men's bodies.
"Werewolf! He's a werewolf! Fuck!"
One of the men shouted, pulling out a knife and preparing to stab Micah.
I saw it and immediately rushed up and slit the man's throat.
His eyes lost their sparkle, and his hand instantly let go.
The knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Just as I was breathing a sigh of relief, Micah suddenly let out a howl of pain.