章 37: Castiel vs Vor

Castiel was close to having his head torn off, but he didn't even look towards the Werewolf. His eyes stayed on Lilith, noticing her worried expressions. He found it cute how she was so worried for his safety. After living for thousands of years alone, it was good to finally have someone who loved you.

The teeth that were close to the neck of Castiel stopped right there, unable to get even an inch closer to his neck.

All the other Werewolves that were still alive looked at the battle in shock. Castiel wasn't looking back; still, he managed to save himself.

His right hand was already out of his pocket, which was grabbing onto the neck of the Werewolf, stopping him midway.

Gentle winds brushed the grass under Castiel's feet as he finally turned his face to the young Werewolf.