One hundred and thirteen.

Damien’s POV

I lost sight of her; it was impossible to keep an eye on my mate without being taken down. Our numbers had grown in the last two years, and I hoped there would be enough of us to keep them at bay. They were bigger and slower than us and in the last two years, I had requested everyone step up their training, we had to be better and it had paid off. We were faster, stronger and quicker than ever, all in preparation for this day.

Some of their pack run by me and the wolf I was fighting, I briefly see Irina’s wolf charge towards the packhouse, she had Raine back.

I didn’t have chance to link her as the wolf I am fighting tackles me to the ground, snapping my arm as he crashes down on top of me. The pain shoots all the way up my arm and into my neck as I shove him from me.

“You will pay for that.” I roar at him and plunge my teeth into his neck, tearing out his throat and spitting it in his face. He crumbles to the ground as I snap my arm back, waiting for the bones to start h