The Last Howl
A massive, turned Alpha wolf, its jaw unhinged and dripping with thick black venom, leaped completely over the pile of bodies, its yellow eyes locked onto Vanessa.
Before anyone could shift their sights, Alexander stepped into the open. His silver eyes glowed with raw Alpha power as he let out a low, deafening roar that vibrated through the stone floor. He swung his broadsword in a sweeping horizontal arc, severing the beast's head mid-air before seamlessly pivoting to fire his shotgun into the cluster behind it.
"Denzel! Atlas! Take the left side!" Alexander commanded, his voice dropping into that deep, iron register that demanded instant obedience. "Bellona, stay on my right!"