The out-of-control wolves felt no pain; even if their necks were severed, they would rise and continue their assault. I gradually became overwhelmed, reverting to my human form and kneeling, barely able to support my trembling body.
"Is that all a higher-ranking Alpha can do? Can't even stand properly, hahaha."
"What Alpha? She's just a piece of meat about to go cold!"
Their taunts buzzed in my ears, and the air was thick with the scent of blood and mixed pheromones, making me feel nauseous.
This injury was severe, worse than any I had endured before.
I hadn't anticipated this situation at all; I might truly die here. It's a shame I haven't avenged my father and brothers or led the Frostfang Pack to the pinnacle of the werewolf continent. I still have so much left to accomplish; I can
