Liana skidded to a halt in the center of the city, her breath catching as she took in the scene around her. The streets were strewn with bodies—too many of them her own. Wolves lay crumpled in unnatural positions, their fur matted with blood.
A chill ran down her spine as she recognized some of the faces in both, human form and wolf form. Shifters, from her pack and others. Some of them she had laughed with, fought beside, and trusted with her back. Her heart clenched with grief and anger.
Smoke billowed up from behind a row of buildings, thick and dark, a column of death rising into the sky. Liana's gaze narrowed as her golden eyes outlined with a flicker of red. She charged forward, a growl rumbling in her throat, her instincts screaming at her that the source of this c*****e lay ahea
