"Liar!" He shifted partially, his wolf coming forward. His eyes glowed gold, and his claws extended to twice their normal length. "You're just a pretender who wants access to our father's legacy!"

He attacked again, faster and more brutal than before. We crashed together in a flurry of claws and teeth. He was better trained, but I was desperate. He knew technique, but I knew pain. He'd been raised to be a weapon, but I'd been forged by betrayal and death.

Blood flew. Mine and his. I didn't know who was winning anymore. Every time I landed a hit, he came back harder. Every time he knocked me down, I...