"Again, you pansy-assed healer. Kiema can dance rings around you," Lukas sneered as I attempted to shift from wolf to man and back again as quickly as possible.
I snarled at him, the sound carrying from human to wolf form. I leapt at him. As soon as he touched his hand to my fur, I fell to the ground, a gasping, wheezing human once more.
"Fucker," I said, my face smashed into the mat of the workout area in our labs.
"Now my feelings are hurt, mate." He nudged me with his foot.
Quick as a snake, I grabbed his foot and tugged him down, wrestled him under my body. Unprepared for the physical attack, he was slow to react. I had him in a headlock before he could gasp for his next breath.
"What was that, Lukas? Sorry, I can't hear you." I wrenched my arm closer against his throat.
A garbled noise was his only reply. He scratched frantically at my arms.
I pushed the pain away like they were small annoying bugs biting at my flesh. "Bitch, that doesn't even hurt."
He gurgled.