We were bred to protect.
Protect our Alpha.
Our pack.
Our mate.
And no one was going to take us down.
Another wolf circled behind me.
Too slow.
I spun and sank my fangs into his shoulder, dragging him down, tearing muscle from bone.
He thrashed.
Midnight pinned him.
Storm jumped in beside us and crushed his skull with a single snap.
Five.
I was covered in gore, limping now—one leg dragging slightly from a deep bite to the thigh.
Didn’t matter.
I kept moving.
We all did.
A scream ripped through the trees—female, high and sharp.
Kat?
No—too far north.
Focus.
Another wolf launched himself at Kingsley, catching him off guard.
Shadow tumbled, yelping in pain.
“Kingsley!” Kyle bellowed.
I didn’t think.
Just moved.
Midnight tore through two wolves to get to him, launching
