Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

Chapter 347 Shadows in the Moonlight

+ Fearle

A silver mist, thick with the scent of pine pheromones, swirled around Landon. His steps were so steady, it was like he was walking on solid moonlight. Not a trace of his presence leaked out a stealth technique unique to the Shadow pack.

He seized the instant S got distracted, darting forward like a bolt of lightning. The runes on the soles of his boots sparked blue–violet lightning against the ground as he slammed a kick straight into S’s chest.

This was a blow from an alpha king. It hit S’s wolf soul directly, making him let out a pained grunt.

The moment S let go of Dream, Tessa yanked her back and pressed her hand to the wound on Dream’s neck where the wolfsbane–laced dagger had cut her. A silver–white glow flowed from her fingers like moonlight, instantly healing the injury.

But Tessa’s eyes never left Landon. Wasn’t he supposed to be in Navoris? Why was he here in Falindale?

Landon and S clashed again. The crisp crack of bone meeting bone rang out between snarls only a wolf

could make.

Landon fought like a wolf king on the hunt – precise, ruthless, and clean. Every strike targeted the weak points in S’s joints. S, on the other hand, fought like a rabid stray, each move laced with the madness of someone corroded by Soulrot Venom.

Realizing he was completely outmatched, S jumped back and dodged the next strike, raising his gun as he moved toward a fuel drum.

“This place is filled with gas. Try me – I’ll pull the trigger and take us all out!” His voice was harsh,

but the hand holding the gun trembled slightly under Landon’s cold,

The wolf–head totem on his sleeve caught the moonlight, flashing with a chilling gleam. “But I promise you, your

nothing more than being

–

afraid S really would pull

to run.

“Yeah.”

they were about to leave, Nathaniel stepped in to block

but you’re not

why they were here tonight, and whether they

–

slightly, his eyes flicking to

still feared he might recognize her. She quickly avoided his

are is none of your

a word. She’d hidden her scent

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Shadows in the

Nathaniel would know exactly who

run for it,

weren’t getting out