Elara’s POV
The world exploded into noise.
Kael’s body collided with Sera’s, and they went down together in a tangle of limbs and fury. The knife spun away, glinting in the pale morning light, disappearing into the undergrowth. Sera screamed, a sound of pure rage and clawed at Kael’s face.
“Get off me!”
“No!” Kael pinned her wrists to the ground. “I won’t let you do this!”
Around us, the clearing was chaos. Finn and Mira fought the four rogues, teeth and claws, snarls and blood. Dorian’s massive black wolf stood between me and the fray, his body a shield.
But I wasn’t watching the rogues. I was watching Kael and Sera.
She bucked beneath him, her blonde hair wild, her face contorted with hatred. “You weak, pathetic excuse for a wolf! You had her, and you threw her away! This is your
