Lysander paid little attention to the annoying [i]boy[/i] on the motorcycle.  Nero had already managed to piss him off, and there was a hunt going on.  He would deal with the intruder later.  The hunt always came first.
Finally, they caught up to their prey.  Surrounding the demon, Lysander watched as it seemed to become more... [i]real[/i] was the only word that fit.  So his pack had started disposing of some of the splits.  Growling, he signaled for the wolves with him to surround the demon.  It would be a one-on-one fight between the demon and the werewolf... if Nero didn't interrupt.