The Freak Is The Mate Of The Lycan
Warriors tried to stop me, and I barely registered touching them before they collapsed, their energy flowing into me like water.
Tiana's horse was galloping now, hooves thundering against the rocks.
I wasn't going to reach her in time.
And then something hit the ground in front of Tiana's horse with a earth-shaking impact.
Thora stood there, her war axe raised, her crimson eyes blazing. She must have jumped from the ridge—a fall that would have killed a normal wolf. But she was First Blood. Ancient. Stronger than anything Tiana had ever faced.
The horse reared, screaming. Tiana was thrown from the saddle, hitting the ground hard enough that I heard the impact even over the chaos of battle.