Adira’s POV
Long before I could smell the blood, the wind howled through the woods. As I stood on the edges of the pack, looking into the darkness, my heart raced. There was an impending event. Something awful.
Then came the howls.
As dozens of bright eyes emerged from the shadows and approached, a chill went through my body. Then the rogues surged forward, their snarls tearing through the air like a tsunami of death.
"There's an ambush!" someone shouted.
The battle started before I could even react. The night was filled with growls, shattering bones, and agonised screams as warriors and rogues engaged in combat. The ground underneath us was soaked by the blood that sprayed into the air.
At the front, Caspian was yelling commands. Hold the lines! Retain them!
I jumped into the fight
