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at any second, but it didn't happen. Damian had sent out pheromones, issuing a challenge that the Broken wouldn't be able to pass up. As long as Damian defeated them, Bo and Candy were safe. If Damian lost, nothing would stop them.
     
     
                  Damian listened, standing in his wrecked cabin as he waited for the attack. He wondered it if would be better to fight them here or in the open, and decided he better stay inside. At least here they'd have to come through a wall to get to him, even if the wall wouldn't be much of an obstacle.
                  Damian hadn't shifted into bear form in years, and never when he was this jacked up. He could feel the power flowing off of him in waves, and he knew the Broken would be able to sense that as well. It would be a challenge they couldn't pass up, which was just what he wanted.
                  He sniffed the air, wondering what they were waiting on as the wall to his right exploded. His meager furniture flew through the air as the Broken tore through the wall. The creature moved faster than anything human, but in his current state Damian was faster still. He swung his huge paw, catching the smaller creature on the side of the head and breaking its neck. It didn't make a sound as it slammed into the other wall and lay still. Damian hadn't seen a Broken in a very long time. It looked mostly like a grizzly bear, but something was―wrong. It had a humanoid shape and features, although as he watched it was morphing back into a typical bear. That was one thing most shifters did in death. The normal shifters would shift back to human, and the Broken would shift back to animal. That said it all about which was the Broken's nature.
                  Damian was struck from behind and crashed against the bed, cursing himself for becoming distracted. He felt teeth close on his shoulder and smelled the fetid breath of the Broken as it attempted to tear out his jugular vein. He smelled blood on the monster, and realized now he had smelled it on the first as well. These beasts had killed recently, which meant some innocents had died because of the shifters’ pursuit. The Broken always stuck to the woods, so they'd probably come across some hikers during the search. Damian always hated it when shifter affairs caused the death of humans.
                  He roared and flipped the Broken forward, ripping its teeth from his shoulder. The wound began to heal, a side effect of the power Damian currently possessed. It wouldn't last forever, though, and this battle was draining it quickly.
                  The beast charged Damian again, and Damian caught it in a bear hug. He squeezed tightly as the Broken once again clamped its jaws on his shoulder in the exact same spot. Damian had two options: push the beast away or continue the hug and hope he could kill it before it killed him. Then the monster wrapped him in a hug as well, and he had no choice. He had to break it before it broke him.
                  The beast had Damian's neck in its teeth as it shook its head, trying to decapitate him. Damian realized the monster probably had killed other shifters in exactly this method, as a normal shifter would have literally lost its head by now. Damian squeezed tighter, his larger frame and longer arms applying more pressure even as he felt his own blood pouring over his body. The blood drove the behemoth into a frenzy and it began to chew and attack him even more vigorously.
                  Damian knew he had to kill the beast, and he had to do it now. He cinched up, squeezing as hard as possible and was rewarded with a snap as the monster's spine snapped. He felt it go limp but its teeth were still buried in his neck. He pushed the creature off of him, but the teeth did more damage as they were pulled free. He was still healing, but it had already slowed down.
                  He sniffed the air,