The ground shakes beneath my feet.I nearly fall.A deafening crack tears through the battlefield, and the earth splits wider beneath Bloodmoon. Golden light pours from the opening, mixing with the black smoke crawling out of the ancient gate.For one terrifying second, everyone freezes.Then Kael drops to one knee.My heart stops.“Kael!”I rush toward him.He catches himself with one hand, his other pressed hard against his side. Blood runs between his fingers.Too much blood.His face is pale.“Stay back,” he growls.I stop.Not because I'm afraid of him.Because I see what is standing behind him.The ancient wolves.Dozens of them.Their bodies are enormous, their fur dark as the night surrounding us. Black markings cover their faces and chests. Their eyes glow with an unnatural silver light.And every single one is staring at my stomach.At my child.One by one, they lower their heads.Then they kneel.The battlefield goes silent.Vera stares at them.“What the hell…”Elias takes
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