DEVOURER'S HUNGER
Kiera's POV
I made myself stand. My legs shook between my feet. My hybrid self was nearly all stripped from the crossing. The First Luna's presence had faded to a chilly whisper, her age-old stores depleted in sustaining me through the ley line. I had almost nothing left.
Only, the Devourer was heading for my kids’ building.
So I stood.
“Kiera, you ain’t ev’n got the strength ta be walkin’,” Rylan murmured. His hands gripped me, steadying me from behind.
"I know," I said. "I'm going anyway."
I made my way through the chaos of our encampment. Shadow wolves danced in and out around us, biting anything that moved. Defenders resisted fiercely, retreating toward the center compound. I bypassed Doc crouching behind an upturned supply cart, shooting a rifle with some form
