The Fated Series
Wolves stirred at the edges, sentries already growling, eyes blazing at the intruder who had stumbled onto their land.
The Melting Moon Pack.
Sage wavered, bleeding from the healing wound being torn open again in her shoulder made anew, her sides heaving. Evandra barely clung to consciousness inside her.
Enemy territory, Sage whispered weakly. But alive.
The last thing Evandra saw before darkness claimed her, was a massive white wolf stepping into her sight, his eyes almost glowing green, his growl echoing through the night.