Chapter 26 Play It Rough

Marvin chucked the young werewolf boy aside like a rag doll. The pup soared through the air like a bouncy ball, slamming into the wall before sliding down to the ground, completely still. Thud! The pup let out a pitiful whimper before losing consciousness. But he wasn't dead. Alpha Marvin didn't use all his might against the young pup, even though he had every reason to punish him for injuring him. Marvin valued every werewolf, which is why he didn't kill the boy. "Damn it," Marvin muttered, examining his bleeding arm. "M-Marvin," Alice called out with a trembling voice. "You're bleeding. We need to do something about it! Let's call a doctor or..." Marvin interrupted her, saying, "They can't find out about this." "What do you mean?" "If we seek medical help here, they'll realize that I'm a werewolf, too," he explained. Alice bit her lower lip, feeling guilty. If she hadn't been there, Marvin wouldn't have had to protect her. "So, what should we do? Let's call Suha or Jenine