The newcomer didn't flinch. His lip curled, as he began to speak. "Do you try scaring all your opponents away, you sissy?" I snarled at the insult, I snarled at this fool who thought he could try to take my mate. Or that he could dare to challenge me.
My pack growled, including my mate. Never had she let any other male touch her.
"Sissy? Let's see who the sissy is right now." I growled. Our fur bristled, as I lunged suddenly. He attempted to sidestep, but was too slow, as my fangs sank into his shoulder. The challenger yelped, his eyes closing for a nanosecond. Then he opened them, fire burning there. His own teeth went for my back, trying to sink them there, probably wanting to paralyze me.
My jaws still locked in his shoulder; I danced away from his snapping. My opponent let out a roar of anger, sinking his fangs into my ear. Well, that proved he had a small chance. I let go, but then lunged at him, knocking him away. He was surprised, as he let go, but then he rolled as I tried to dart over to his throat and belly.
He pounced, landing on my back. On instinct, I rolled. He jumped off as I slammed by back into the ground. I got up, my fangs bared. My opponent hesitated, feinting to my left, and then sidestepping. I fell for it. His fangs sank into my right shoulder. I rolled, taking him by surprise, getting crushed under my weight.
But he was persistent, as he let go, and then attacked again. I reared, twisting, his jaws missing me. I snarled, snapping at his neck. He was lucky, I missed him by inches. He rammed me, knocking me off my paws. His eyes glowed as he lunged for my throat.
I rolled, as his fangs sank into air and the ground. I attacked his face, snapping at his muzzle, eyes and ears. He stumbled backward, tripping. It was over, as I darted over, sinking my fangs into his belly and ripping at him. He yelped and cried in pain, scrambling away, biting my nose. I snarled, as he fled, dripping blood.
I chased after him, the scent of his blood stinging in my nostrils. The loser continued to flee from me. He would face his doom. As if he could run away from the alpha male of the Nightfang Pack. Then his scent vanished.
I stopped, my sides heaving. I noted the water. He must have crossed.
"Think you can escape me? Ha!" I barked. I sped through the water, not noticing an orb hurtling toward me…
I stirred. Something wasn't right. I could smell nothing, other than myself. I was lost in a black world. My stomach twisted. Oh, no. This wasn't good. This meant only one thing…
I had been captured by a human.