*Vance*
I thought the relief I felt when we had finally arrived to the ghost of a small neighborhood was the best feeling ever. She was close Dante pointed to a building and barked before clashing with another wolf. I ran, not stopping until I was comforted with my own wolf to fight when I burst into the door. The relief was short lived because I could hear Lysa, in pain. I am not going to lie; I froze and that was the moment this wolf over me dealing a swipe of the paw to my mid-section and bringing me to the floor. My mind was racing with everything that could happen in this moment, then Lysa went silent. And I almost dropped my sword to give up, without her I saw no point. Then seeming out of nowhere, the weight was lifted and tossed across the room. In the place of brown wolf, now sto
