Chapter 243-3

Lying helplessly so close to him, I could clearly see the now-insignificant wound on his forearm, a small patch of blood glistening on his thick glossy fur. The muscles in his back rippled, his legs tensed and with that, he pushed down and flung himself into the air, catching a bike that had strayed too close, enveloping the biker's head in his strong jaws. Clamping down with a sickening crunch, he tore it clean from the biker's neck, tossing it away like it was nothing. Blood dripped dark and thick from his muzzle. The passenger who'd been thrown clear of the bike, lay stunned on the ground, unable to escape Vánagandr's wrath and I watched powerless to do anything as the Great Wolf launched himself at the fallen biker, raising his huge forearm and striking down hard. His long deadly claws sliced easily through flesh and the female biker's muffled shrieks came from inside the helmet, feet hammering against the ground in agonised frenzy as the stench of vampire blood hit my senses and i