Fought for him

Chapter Fifty-Three.

Kevin's POV…

As much as I tried, my eyes refused to stop dilating in awe—like what the fuck? How in hell's name did Ariel transform into such a rare wolf? I'm not surprised she let her wolf out, but…this…?

Isn't her form far too formidable and utterly shocking? I wasn't the only one gaping speechlessly, our attackers did the same—in fact, while I gawked helplessly yet gleefully, their manes were soaked with fear. One let out a low growl and took a step backwards without its eyes leaving Ariel's pulchritudinous wolf—judging from the way he stared at her, it was super obvious he's think of running.

Turns out, Its comrade seemed to be supporting the idea, since they all began withdrawing quietly.

I badly wanted to apprehend them, but that's utterly impossible; I can barely move due to the immense pain I'm experiencing. A raucous growl elicited from Ariel's lips—she seemed rather infuriated, and her oceanic blue eyes were filled with bloodthirstiness.

Before I cou