Ryker's POV
The next thing I felt from behind were claws piercing into my skin. The pain I felt was horrible.
I growled.
I had perfected the ways of making one's body strong and thick during incidents like this to prevent the enemy from piercing through your body into your heart and ripping it out.
Initially, Ryker was nowhere to be found, but all of a sudden, he appeared behind me; how he did that, I wasn't sure, but that kind of speed is not natural to a werewolf.
He tried to drive his claws deeper into my body, but he couldn't; his hands were stuck.
"This is how you want it right? Attack me for. The shadows?" I asked placing my right hand on his arms, the one that was stuck in my back.
With a lot of force, I hit him at his elbow joint; I could hear the sound of his bones cracking.
Asher growled in pain, pulling his hands off me, he charged towards me again with his left arm.
