My breath caught in my throat as the wolves surrounding us attacked. Brennan pushed me roughly away from him so Tarrin could pull me closer to him to keep me safe. I was left standing there, watching as my husband dove into the battle with an intensity I had never seen from him before.
There were wolves everywhere, most in their wolf forms. I didn’t know which were ours and which belonged to Pason. I wanted to feel safe there with Tarrin, who was tense as he watched, but stayed out of the battle, only fighting off wolves that came in our direction. The problem was, I knew they were after me. I had seen the way Pason had looked at me at the end, and the wolves that weren’t engaged with one of ours were darting in our direction constantly.
And all I had was a single arrow I had pulled out
