The Howling Throne
He howled in pain, but another wolf was already on me, his teeth sinking into my shoulder.
I shifted fully, using my enhanced strength to throw him off, but the others were relentless. For every blow I landed, I took two in return.
My vision blurred as pain and exhaustion threatened to overwhelm me.
Then, just as suddenly as the attack had begun, it stopped.
The leader was on the ground, his neck snapped cleanly. The other wolves froze, their expressions shifting from triumph to fear as a new figure stepped into view.
Sienna.
Her silver hair glinted in the faint moonlight, and her eyes burned with a fury I’d never seen before.
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