The ground beneath my paws was soaked in the blood of our enemies and my pack members. My family, the ones I am supposed to protect. Even now, after merging with Jackson and Freya’s pack, we are still too weak. Too easy to be overthrown. I had sworn to myself and my pack this would never happen again. We were on the run for so many years after the battle that took the lives of my parents and many other pack members. I don’t want us to run anymore.
I could smell the fear of both my pack members and the rogues. Both are afraid of their deaths. I moved as fast as I could, killing as many rogues in my way. The hope I had was faltering. I could feel the pain when one of my pack members was killed. It was becoming too much. I hadn’t trained enough with this power I possess to use to my advanta
