One could say that the playing field wasn’t even, as there seemed to be an endless supply of them, but damn it, Chase and I were from Alpha’s blood, and there is no reason why we shouldn’t be able to handle a couple dozen of them ourselves. But for some unknown reason, each time I sank my teeth into one of their necks, causing their warm blood to drip back into my throat, it burnt like a mother fucker, and I instantly felt myself losing my strength.
Now a bit woozy on my own two feet, I begin to stumble back, losing my footing, as my wolf shakes his head, trying to shake away whatever the hell is causing this. Chase at that moment stumbles back into me, and we find ourselves back-to-back, as the rogues now begin to circle us, like we were now easy prey.
My vision slowly became abstract,
