Torn by the Alpha

When the wolves answered

The three elite warriors of the Blood Moon Pack attacked as one.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized—silent, lethal, and terrifyingly fast.

They were known as the Crimson Triad for a reason.

Each of them had slaughtered dozens of wolves in battle. Together, they had once wiped out an entire rogue pack in a single night.

Now all three were focused on one target.

Lyra.

The golden Luna of the Ashen Moon Pack.

The first wolf lunged low, aiming for her legs.

The second sprang toward her throat.

The third circled behind her, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Lyra moved instinctively.

Her golden wolf twisted sideways, avoiding the first attacker. Her paw slammed into the second wolf midair, sending it crashing into the dirt.

But the third wolf struck from behind.

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