I couldn't move from the archway. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't feel him through our bond. Why? The wolves who couldn't shift pressed close around me, their twisted forms a mirror of my own helplessness. We all stared into the distance where the fight had disappeared, where Dante had gone to clean up my mistake. My stupid, reckless mistake. If il'd just stayed in the gardens. If i'd just listened. If I hadn't been so sure I knew better... A howl cut through the silence-not of battle this time, but of summoning. Of return. They emerged from the tree line like a dark tide. Ash in the lead, then others all moving slowly, carefully. Between them, barely staying on his feet, was Dante's massive black form. Blood matted his fur in thick patches, and deep gashes ran across his flanks, his throat.. I stumbled forward, my magic already reaching, but Ash snarled a warning. Right. The wards. They needed to get him inside first. The moment they crossed the archway, Dante pulled aw
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