Mason POV
It is utter chaos when I enter the shelter. Mothers protect their young children the best they can. Some of them shifted, fighting the attackers while others huddled up the children in a corner – protecting them with their bodies.
“Holy s**t,” Benedict mumbles next to me.
“I need warriors here NOW!” I mind-link.
For Benedict and me to attack from behind, would be a mistake. The she-wolves are losing against the attackers. And if they get past the she-wolves, the mothers are the only thing between them and the kids.
“We need to get in front and be a barricade until the warriors can attack them from behind,” I look at Benedict and he nods.
We take a step back, run and leap towards the attacking wolves. I land on one’s back and I extend my claws into his back, using it as mome
