Chapter 137

Killian's point of view

My amber orbs gleamed a dangerous shade of red, my vision glowed red as well. I made full use of my wolf's side, plucking out the heads of Lucius's rogues and witches that attacked. My sharp elongated nails dripped with their disgusting thick crimson blood.

I pulled out the heart of an idiotic rogue coming at me, my eyes flickered to Allen and Jax in a fight with rogues as well.

My claws were dripping wet. I glanced around as my army fought against Lucius's army. It was already dead in the night, and the foul odor of blood and stench of death mixed with the midnight air.

We've been fighting for quite some time but so far, there's been no sign of Lucius. I tried mind-linking Sheila, but it was not connecting. I was getting worried. I left in search of her. I knew she had to be at the witches' quarters, fighting alongside the witches, at least, that way, she would be able to use her magic.

I was racing through the woods, my body and bare chest smeared with blood.