Lorian yanked Aria roughly behind him, his breath still ragged from the previous fight. His wounds hadn't healed, but there was no time to think about them. Dozens of werewolves stood before them.
In the center of the pack, a man in a black suit with glowing silver eyes stared coldly. The new Alpha.
Aria clutched Lorian’s arm. Her heart pounded, and blood trickled down her face from a wound on her temple. They were exhausted.
And now, they had to fight the entire pack.
The man—the new Alpha—smirked. "You've caused enough trouble. It's time to end this."
He raised his hand, signaling.
Dozens of werewolves growled and lunged.
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The Chase Through the Forest
Lorian shoved Aria forward. "RUN!"
Aria gasped but forced her legs to move. She ran with everything she had, tearing through the dark forest. Branches whipped against her face and arms, but she didn’t care. She had to survive.
Behind her, the sounds of battle raged. Growls, roars, the sickening crunch of bones breaking. Lorian was f
