Orion unsheathed his blade, stepping in front of Thessalia protectively. It glinted in the moonlight as he held it firmly in his hand. The knife looked sharp and well-maintained, suggesting that he was an experienced fighter. As he took a defensive stance, she could see the muscles in his arms tense, ready for whatever was coming their way.
The knife was his primary weapon, but she could also see a holster on his belt, indicating that he might have other weapons at his disposal. She felt a surge of confidence knowing that Orion was skilled in combat and was there to protect her.
As the rustling grew louder, she braced herself for whatever might emerge from the bushes. Her wolf senses heightened as she caught a whiff of the approaching danger. It could be the Nightshade pack, the rogue l
