The Price Of Fate
Then the winged creature flapped once and lifted, dragging him with it.
Panic surged through the link.
“Don’t let them take you!” Marlow snarled. “Stay grounded!”
My father’s voice cracked like thunder again.
Hold the line! If one gets grabbed, you tear it down, together!
I turned sharply and sprinted toward the dragged warrior. My paws pounded earth, and the world narrowed to that winged wolf hauling one of ours like prey. I launched upward, jaws snapping at its trailing leg. My teeth met flesh and, thank the Moon, no scales. The winged wolf shrieked and kicked, claws slashing my muzzle. Pain flared, hot and sharp, but I held. Charles hit it from the other side, clamping down on its wing jo