Lucifer POV

The moment the werewolves poured through the gate, I didn’t hesitate.

The shift ripped through me violently, my bones snapping and reforming as my wolf tore free.

My paws hit the ground hard.

My vision sharpened instantly and then I lunged.

The first werewolf died before he could raise his head.

My jaws closed around his throat and my teeth crunching through bone as I twisted sharply.

His body went slack, and I hurled him aside without breaking stride.

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