Lucian
We arrived at the scene—and it was chaos.
Gunfire had faded, but the violence hadn’t. Snarls, growls, and the sickening crunch of bone filled the air. The scent of blood clung to the wind.
My father immediately moved to organize the troops. Orders flew. We broke into our assigned formations, each Alpha taking command of their team. I didn’t waste time. Denis was already stripping down beside me, preparing to shift.
“The hell is this?” I linked him, surveying the battlefield. “Why is this still going on? They had guns, but they should’ve been overwhelmed by now.”
“They’ve had reinforcements,” Denis replied, his tone grim. “Not from the shores. From inside the island. Grey’s efforts there are useless—they predicted we’d defend the coast. These bastards came to Mooncrest in small
