"Hold your ground!" I yelled, my voice raw and strained over the chaos around us.
The pack warriors surrounding me fought fiercely, their snarls and growls blending with the clash of claws and tearing flesh. I tightened my grip on the silver dagger in my hand, my senses on high alert. We were outnumbered, cornered in the narrow canyon with nowhere to run.
"On your left, Liana!" shouted Cassian, one of Draven’s most loyal warriors.
I spun just in time to s***h at a wolf lunging at me, its amber eyes wild with bloodlust. My blade found flesh, and the beast yelped before collapsing to the ground.
“Where’s the Beta?” I demanded, panting as Cassian moved beside me, blood dripping from his jaw.
He growled low. “He vanished the moment the ambush started.”
Of course, that coward
