LUCIAN
The forest splits with a roar, and the portal widens until it swallows the clearing in front of us. The air feels like it's alive. Strange noises fill every corner as the wolves approach, with their low growls, scraping claws, and whispers so sharp they slice through my skull.
These ones aren't like the ones we’ve been fighting before. These ones are darker, and bigger, their bodies filled with nothing but twisted muscle and smoke. Their eyes glow whitish against the shadows of their skins, locked on us with one intent, Leah.
I adjust the way I stand and lower her gently to the ground, my body covering hers. Her head lolls toward me, her lips parting, but she’s too weak to speak. Fenrir rages inside me, clawing at the edges of my chest.
“She’s exposed,” he growls, the words
