TATIANA POV
The field where expectations were gathering post-fight was anything but calm. The sun was way below the horizon, and only the waning light of dusk could touch our faces. I could not help remembering the past. It was weighing heavy on my heart. The Silver Fang Pack still remained out there, and not yet over.
Raphael moved closer and spoke low. "Tatiana, what do we do now? We cannot be too secure."
I just nodded. Heavy was the weight of leadership. "We must regroup and reinforce our defenses. If they are preparing for an ambush, we need to be prepared."
The men exchanged glances, spirited resolve battling anxiety. An omega added, "What of the artifact? They should not be permitted to lay their hands on that."
"I know." From within, I felt the disturbance beat its mighty wi
