I watch as Nicholas and John stumble back from their fierce battle, their chests heaving with exhaustion. The air is thick with tension, and the streets are eerily quiet. Nicholas' eyes lock onto mine, and I can see the mix of emotions swirling in them - anger, fear, and uncertainty. He knows that John, now a powerful demon wolf, is a force to be reckoned with. Klein steps forward, his eyes fixed on John. "We need to get out of here, Nicholas. Marietta's pack is closing, and we can't take them on in our current state".

Nicholas nods, his gaze never leaving John's face.  "Let's go", he growls, his voice...