Chapter 8: The Wild “Alpha” Fight

I wasn't going to let some wannabe alpha make me look bad. So, I

decided to take action. It's not like I had much of a plan—honestly, I

was just winging it.

With the speed of a sloth on a lazy day, I dodged his first attempt to

swipe at me. I swear, I could've done this with one hand tied behind

my back and a blindfold on. It was like trying to outrun a turtle in a

race.

"Seriously?" I muttered, stepping aside like I was dodging a badly

thrown dodgeball. "Is this the best you've got?"

The wolf-man let out an angry growl, charging again, his claws

slashing through the air. But I was already out of his reach.

Kyuu, for whatever reason, was still standing behind me, looking

amused. "I didn't know you were a professional at getting chased by

big, ugly monsters," she teased.

"Didn't know either," I shot back. "But it looks like it's working so far."