The sky was painted in blood and ash.
War cries echoed across the battlefield, a clash of teeth and claws ringing louder than any roar. I could smell the scent of burnt earth, blood, and betrayal in the air.
“Lena!” Elias’s voice cut through the noise as I leaped back, dodging a strike meant for my throat. “Behind you!”
I spun and drove my claws into the rogue wolf’s side before he could land another blow. He howled, stumbled, then dropped. My chest heaved. My heart pounded. My hands were trembling from the force of the energy I had unleashed earlier.
“You good?” Elias reached me in a flash, blood staining his jaw, his eyes wild.
“I’m standing, aren’t I?” I panted, swiping a smear of blood from my brow.
A smirk tugged at his lips. “You’re doing more than that. You’re terrifying them.
