Saphira’s POV
I charged through the dense forest, the sound of pounding paws behind me growing louder with each step. My heart beat in rhythm with my frantic footfalls as branches whipped at my face. The rogues were closing in, their growls filling the air, but I pushed forward. I could feel Crystal, my wolf, vibrating with frustration.
“Why are we running away? The fight’s happening in the other direction,” her voice rang out in my head, sharp and impatient.
I leaped over a fallen log, barely touching the ground before I was back at full speed. The rogues were relentless, but I couldn’t stop now. Crystal’s agitation built, a constant hum under my skin, and I knew exactly why. She wanted to fight. To tear into them. To sink her teeth into their flesh. But I couldn’t let her, not yet.
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