Kaelen’s POV
Dean leaped into the air, his claws came at me. The axe laid beside me ready to be used, but Dean looked fragile. One hit and I doubted I would be able to keep him alive long enough to get what I needed.
Shivers ran down my spine, making me freeze on the spot, my brain short-circuited. Behind my ears, I heard my wolf purr. “Kaelen!” someone called.
A hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me to the side. I staggered forward as the hold around me loosened, pushing me to the side. A whimper caught my attention, followed by crimson, smearing the walls around us.
Dean lost two of his limbs in seconds. “Please,” he pleaded, but that only earned him a growl that not just affected him but me as well.
He tried to speak once again, but it only came out as a subtle cry before his h
