Lane Conlay’s POV
We fought fiercely from night until dawn, killing systematically until our limbs went completely numb, yet the waves of oncoming enemies seemed endless.
It wasn’t until a long, piercing wolf howl cut cleanly through the battlefield chaos that the surviving warriors of the Valkirk Kingdom and the Gorgon Pack finally began to pull back.
The blood-soaked, brutal night came to an exhausted end. Sitting amidst the settling dust, I couldn't help but wonder how many horrific nights exactly like this my father and my brothers had endured during their years on the front.
This particular battle belonged to the pack of Prince Kaelen.
We had won.
The moment the enemy fully retreated across the ridge, the Omega soldiers assigned to logistics moved onto the snowy plains to clear
