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I shifted quickly into my wolf form, a surge of power and adrenaline coursed through my veins, fueling my determination to protect my children at all costs. My bruised and battered body from the previous encounters with my uncle made me feel weaker than I had ever felt before, and I struggled to match the strength of Vincent's lycan form.

With a fierce growl, I lunged at my uncle wolf, its disfigured form not stopping it from snapping and clawing at me. I knew better than to allow my neck get caught under his canine as we fought for supremacy.

Vincent's wolf was larger and more muscular, and he used his size advantage to overpower me, landing vicious stab with his sharp claws and snapping jaws. I tried to evade the attacks, but I was slower and less agile due to my injuries, and each strike sent waves of pain through my body.

As the fight continued, my vision blurred with pain and exhaustion. I could feel my energy draining with every passing moment, and my hope of winning this fight