Avril’s POV
The battle at the border is going well for us. Minimal casualties for us, though the loss of any of our warriors hurts my soul, especially as the Luna of a pack. So far, it had only been the witches fighting us. Where were the wolves? Willow had mentioned that Raven Coven had been recruiting wolves to their cause, and I know what the fate of those wolves usually are. I’ve yet to sense any demon wolves. Perhaps they’re at the Spyre defending the Head of the Coven. Then I see them, an army of shadows. Red eyes, hooked talons in place of claws, jerky movements… just like the features exhibited on her former mate. The air is heavy and suffocating as the malevolent energy moves toward them in swarms. Shadows surround them smothering the light peaking through the trees. The only lig
