Chapter 83 Hidden Behind The Illusion

• *Lazlo*
• The sharp snap of jaws and growls cuts through the training yard like thunder. I lunge forward, my claws scraping the frozen earth, forcing Nolan back a step, then another. He snarls, his muscles coiling, then strikes. But I’m faster, twisting low and knocking him off balance.
• He hits the ground hard, his breath hissing out in a frustrated grunt. I bare my teeth, close enough to his throat to feel his quickening pulse.