Viola watched in genuine terror as the two fought, tearing through the hallway and destroying everything around them, and the helplessness of it settled over her like a stone in a river, she could not dare interfere in a fight between two shifted wolves while she was still in her human form, not unless she wanted to be crushed underfoot.
The very first lesson every werewolf learned from childhood was never to jump into that kind of fight without your wolf. And though Matt was holding his own and returning every bite and every blow Javier delivered, they were both bleeding heavily, and the destruction around them was growing as they threw each other against doors, walls, and decorative items in the hallways.
