Chapter 11: Backup
FWOOSH!
Like lighting on the move, the person who'd grabbed Damien shot past the doctor, landing into the ground a few meters behind Ahara.
Boulders of stone busted from where they had landed, sending a dust screen everywhere. Damien winced. Some of it got into his eyes and mouth, but he didn't have the time to whine.
"Are you okay?" Came a familiar deep voice.
The half-choking teen forced his eyes open, almost screaming at the bloodcurdling blue eyes staring at him.
It was Kingston. In his beastly form.
Black fur was all over his arms and forming a beard on his godly face. His hands had claws with rings on every one of his fingers, each with gems the color of his eyes that matched the larger one glued to his wristband.
Damien squinted his eyes at the strange designs on it, but before he could make out what they were, he felt familiar hands wrap around his face before being flipped around to face her.
"Are you hurt anywhere?" Ahara asked, her tone affectionate and shaky as she caressed his cheeks.
Damien shook his head, a bit confused at Ahara's reaction. Shouldn't she be telling him off at this point or asking about the gem?
"He seems fine to me," Kingston announced from behind them, his wolf eyes scanning their surroundings.