The Cursed Lycan Princess: Chosen By The Alpha
A deep growl rumbled above me as I realized it was Harold in his wolf form.
I thrashed, my claws digging into the ground as I tried to buck him off, but his grip was ironclad. His weight pressed against my ribs, holding me in place.
I had been so focused on Thanos that I had forgotten, Harold had been working for him. I whipped my head around, my eyes locking onto Lucian and Thanos just as their battle intensified.
Lucian’s dark wolf circled Thanos, both of them panting heavily, blood dripping from their wounds. Every movement was slower now, their exhaustion evident.