Things were quickly spiraling out of control. He needed to somehow call this area and bring this boil down to a simmer, at least until they could talk something out. Just fighting in this damn apartment wasn't going to do anything for them. They needed to call Jessie and get going. They can't stay in one spot for too long.

Damn, Aneira was quite the fighter. Either the other werewolf just wasn't as experienced or wasn't expecting Aneira too be such a savage, either way, Aneira was wiping the floor with her. When his werewolf turned to face the white one, Lucian could tell this was going to be a different fight all together. The white wolf looked like he had quite a bit of experience to him. He didn't blink when his younger counterpart was sent flying. His eyes were just locked on them and stayed locked the whole time. 

When Aneira began her approach on the white wolf, only then did he focus his attention on her completely. Lucian could almost feel the pressure of that gaze. He took a few steps forward and met her half way, dropping his head and attempting to get it under her chest so he could flip her on her back. Lucian cursed at the sight of it. Yep, this older werewolf was definitely skilled in fighting but it looked like he wasn't quite going for blood just yet. Perhaps Lucian could get his hands around the wolf and with Aneira's help, they could pin him down without having to draw too much blood or fighting for too long. It was a long shot, he knew. But damnit, they came this far already. They didn't need some territorial werewolves causing them so much hell just because they took a breather in some apartment while they healed up. Lucian gritted his teeth let out a long, “Shittttt,” and joined Aneira in the fight. 

He jumped on top of the older werewolf, who was not pleased by the sudden entrance of a large angel man into the fray. He tried to knock Lucian off with dramatic shake of his body, like a large dog trying to get every little droplet of water off his coat. Lucian held on, however, wrapping his arms tightly around the wolf's neck, cursing the whole while. 

“Can we all just,” he had to stop talking as he adjusted his grip on the man, grabbing a leg to try and trap it against the wolf's chest. “Damnit! Can we just take a moment.” He held tightly as the wolf tried to rip its paw free from Lucian's grasp as it continued to fight with Aneira. That showed just how experienced this wolf was. Even with one leg being held in place and unusable, he kept his balance and kept the fight with Aneira up. Eventually Lucian released the paw and reached for the jaws. It wasn't a very smart idea, really and he knew it. But if he could just keep the wolf's mouth closed, he wouldn't be able to fight and they can finally get a word in edgewise. “We don't want to take your territory. We were just running for our,” the wolf thrashed harshly as Lucian's hands came around his jaws, locking them in place. “Damnit!” Lucian cursed as he tried to stay on the wolf's back just by the grip on his jaws. Eventually he fell off, but still keeping the grip, he found himself laying on his back under the wolf's front end just before the wolf brought its head down in a headbutt, right on Lucian's forhead. 

The world went white for a moment as Lucian gave his head a fierce shake. “God damn that hurt.” The wolf tried to rip his jaw free from Lucian's grip but the angel was not letting go for a second. “Can we just take a breather for a second?” The wolf went to slam his head once more into Lucian's but he managed to rock his body enough that the blow landed on his collar bone and now his forehead. It hurt like the dickens. Did this wolf have a cement block for a forehead? 

“Stop it! Damnit! We just want to talk!”