The Wendigo's Roar

Mark and the Wendigo monster were both surprised about what just happened. And it worried me to the point that I can even have eye-to-eye contact with any of them.

I mean, who could not be? My mouth casts continuous magic spells in front of Mark. There was no way he did not hear anything about it. He is a werewolf after all. Any werewolf abilities I have, Mark also had.

"You're a-" Before the old man could say what was currently running through his mind, I cut him in by pinning him to the ground.

My wolf already knew what he was about to say. So, before he could make things clear, I pinned him to the ground by force and covered his hands where I knotted him with chains made by magic.

And I am now in the middle of deciding whether to kill him or not. My wolf cannot afford someone will unfold my secret. Not now. I know Mark better than anyone. He will do everything to drag me down.

"Better shut your mouth if you don't want me to kill you." I closely whispered to