Chapter 26
Noah’s POV The east wing was overrun with rogue wolves, their growls reverberating through the battlefield. A massive rogue, scarred and twisted, his fur matted with dried blood, bared his teeth at me, challenging me. Our bodies collided in a fierce fight of blood and rage. His red wolf eyes glared at me as I ripped his throat clean off. “He never stood a chance,” I mocked. Our guards fought mercilessly, each step bringing lethal blows. Bodies were ripped, and screams echoed from the rogues as they gave their last breaths. I fought alongside them, determined never to leave them to fight these battles alone. They needed us, and they needed our strength. “Alpha on the far side! I think it’s the rogue king,” someone shouted. I looked to the right. His red eyes glowed with irritation. H
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