Rhyson
My heart stopped when I broke through the tree line and saw Nyx on the ground. A bloodied wolf snarled and pounced.
I didn’t stop to think. I didn’t give it a single second as I burst forward, catching him before he landed. We tumbled on the other side of her, and I landed on all four paws while he rolled a few feet from me.
The hilt of a knife jutting out from his side gleamed in the setting sun. Nyx had gotten a hit. Good. Pride swelled in me as I lowered my head and pawed the ground. I didn’t dare look behind me. I needed to believe that she still lived. I needed that hope.
The wolf, Champ, took a step away from me as if he was going to run. Coward. He wouldn’t get far. Then, like he already knew that, he lowered his head and charged.
At full strength, this might have been a
