Elna's gaze was sharp, vigilant like a loyal protector. But Dion knew he could break their focus.
“Elna,” Dion murmured to himself, briefly shifting his gaze to the old woman standing not far from Adriana.
Dion moved, darting between the trees toward the circular path, sneaking up from behind, slowly approaching Adriana. But he wasn’t without a plan.
“Now!” he shouted sharply.
The other wolves immediately understood the command. Some of them, fighting against Ryan, attacked more fiercely, forcing him to stay in the center of the circle. One of them jumped and tackled Ryan from behind, knocking him to the ground. Ryan groaned, blood spilling from his mouth, but he caught a glimpse of Dion moving toward Adriana.
“No!” he growled.
Ryan tried to rise, but two wolves immediate
