THE FISTFIGHT

More than 10 years ago…

Ma’Heron was in a meeting with V at the packhouse’s private office when he started feeling a knot in his stomach. His wolf, Lyon, was uneasy as well. The name of her little sister kept playing on repeat in both their minds.

“Hey bro, everything ok? I don’t think you’re listening to me…”

“Yeah, I apologize, V. I… can’t focus. I feel that I… need to check on my sister… immediately. Excuse me for a moment…”

“Bro, you think something’s wrong? Tell me, I can help.”

“I’m not sure, I need to go find her just to make sure.”

“Then I’m going with you.”

“Thanks, bro.”

And then the scene that welcomed the two shocked best friends inside that workshop... The same event that Aaron dreamt of that sent M and Lyon into their uncontrollable beast mode.

“YOU FUCKING BASTARD! YOU DON’T EVEN DESERVE TO BE DEAD!” M kept yelling at the man that he was now beating up in human form just so he could speak his rage aloud.