The Twice-Rejected Luna, His Only Healer
Kael, in his wolf form, tore through two of Kevin’s warriors in quick succession, his silver fur gleaming under the pale moonlight.
“Hold the eastern flank!” Kael barked through the mind link, his tone sharp.
“We’re on it!” one of his wolves responded.
Despite being caught off guard, Kevin’s warriors fought back fiercely. They were fighting for survival, and the desperation showed in their relentless attacks.
Leo lunged at a towering black wolf, clamping his jaws around its neck. With a powerful twist, he snapped the wolf’s spine, sending it crumpling to the ground. Blood stained his fur, but he didn’t stop. His mind was focused, his moves precise.