Bianda ran so fast it felt like her lungs were going to explode. She didn't dare look back in case he was following her.
The man with the wings. The dark angel.
Bianda didn't hear the flapping of wings or footsteps behind her and if she carried on running, she would collapse.
Bianda stopped and looked around her.
Nothing. Maybe she'd lost him.
She saw Maurishio up ahead; she knew her was looking for her.
Just a few more metres and Bianda would be in Maurishio's safe arms again.
A pale white hand slithered and shut Bianda's mouth, preventing any type of sound.
A constricting arm grabbed hold around Bianda's stomach and she felt herself being dragged away. She tried to scream or make any noise just to catch Maurishio's attention.
Bianda managed to get an elbow free and hit the angel in his ribs. As Bianda expected, the angel let go of her stomach and held his own. This was all she needed.
Bianda quickly pulled away and screamed as loud as she possibly could.
"Maurishio! Mia! Anybody!" She screamed. Bianda soon saw Maurishio's head sway to her direction.
The angel once again grabbed hold of Bianda.
She started to panic. What happened if this man killed her, and she never saw Maurishio again? It wasn't long before Maurishio was there, fighting off the angel.
Bianda suddenly realized Maurishio couldn't beat something that could grab him, fly sky high and throw him to the ground. Bianda had to stop this.
She rushed between them and put a hand on both their chests. She then noted that the angel had the same muscular form Maurishio had.
She pushed Maurishio back to the house, heaving on his chest. He put up heavy resistance.
"Come on, let's go!" Bianda used all her might against Maurishio, all to no avail.
His eyes were focused on something behind her. The angel. Bianda felt a strong arm hit her to the floor. Mia was by Bianda's sid, checking if she was okay. Bianda shoved her shoulder away.
"Stop this right now!" Bianda screamed at Maurishio and the angel. No one listened.
"Let's go. Maybe -" Mia tried to say, but Bianda gave her a look that immediatly silenced her.
Blood dripped from Maurishio's arm.
Mia knew that Bianda wouldn't be able to take that lightly.
Bianda felt heat rise in her throat and her fists trembled.
Bianda had never transformed into her wolf form on mood. She just never got that angry... until now.
Bianda stood there and hit Maurishio away with her paws. She faced the dark angel and showed her menacing teeth.
The dark angel seemed to debate whether to take her on or not.
He finally decided to back off and he flew away.
Bianda had calmed down enough to transform into her human form again.
She was by Maurishio's side in an instant, inspecting his arm.
"Let's go. This mustn't get infected." Bianda said.
She let Mia and Maurishio walk in front. She turned back and looked to where the angel had flown off to.
"Next time, you won't be spared." Bianda muttered and walked to the house with Maurishio and Mia.
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Leader Of The Pack
WerewolfGuys, if you haven't read the beginning of the story, I strongly recommend that you read that first.