The wolf growled through his bite as the other Were kicked him, releasing his teeth before he could do any more damage to the leg. Zoro was suddenly transforming in his own right, making the breaking and rearrangement of bones and organs look smooth and easy as only a strong Alpha could manage.
The larger naked human was suddenly sitting on top of Noctis' legs, reaching with fading claws at his fingertips to rip and tear apart the shirt Noctis wore, scoring his scaling flesh with it. His scent had returned, almost overpowering now where it had been absent before. "What did I tell you was going to happen if you tried to escape," he half-yelled at the partially shifted boy beneath his bulk, reminding him of what was to come. "What did I SAY?"