Alpha Caius and the Runaway Luna
“Ah, she’s not hurt that bad. Walk it off, blondie, and get your ass back in the game. It’s all cosmetic, anyway.”
Feeling Ziva’s presence swing our way like the damn exorcist I quickly said, “Let’s not talk about the uh, cosmetics. I don’t want to upset my wolf.”
“…why would I be upset?” Ziva whispered.
Our breath fogged over as the ice wolf stepped from the forest along with four more wolves. The air around one rippled and waved. That could’ve meant they had anything from an elemental ability to one that manipulates soundwaves.
Both were going to suck to fight against.