45 - The Real Battle Is Yet To Come

~Hunter’s Point of View~

We’d been watching Angel for a few minutes, unsure of what she was even doing when I smelled more wolves. The very second I smelled them, we were under full attack. Angel immediately levitated herself high above us, being in no position to fight against wolves.

For what seemed like an eternity, I was fighting off teeth and claws non-stop with everything I had. Our vampires appeared to help but there were just so damn many of them. This had to have not only been all of Gunner’s warriors, but other packs he’d taken over as well. They were just literally … hundreds.

We’d kill a dozen and a dozen more would come out of the tree line. I glimpsed a sea of bodies, fur, and blood. My wolf was already tired and I estimated that I’d killed at least twenty wolves myself. I’d also taken a nasty bite to my back leg and I could tell River was favoring his front leg but it had been awhile since I was clear enough to look for him.

“YES,” I heard a woman yell.

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