The Alpha hadn’t joined the fight.
His red eyes stayed locked on Kael.
Waiting.
Kael saw it too.
“Stay close,” he said quietly.
“That thing isn’t interested in the village.”
Aria wiped blood from her cheek.
“It wants you.”
“Exactly.”
A massive wolf crashed through a wooden stall nearby, splintering it apart.
Aria rolled away just in time as claws tore into the ground where she’d been standing.
Kael grabbed the creature by the scruff and hurled it into a stone wall.
The impact cracked the rock.
The wolf didn’t get back up.
Aria blinked.
“Remind me not to arm wrestle you.”
Kael didn’t smile.
Because Vargan had finally started moving.
The Alpha stepped forward.
Each footstep cracked the frozen dirt beneath him.
The other wolves instinctively pulled back as he passed.
Making room.
His gaze never left Kael.
“Still protecting them,” Vargan rumbled.
Kael stepped into the open street.
“Yes.”
Aria grabbed his arm.
“Are you insane?”
He glanced down at her.
“If I don’t stop him, none of them survive.”
Vargan’s grin widened.
“There’s the Kael I remember.”
The Alpha crouched.
Muscles coiled.
Then he launched forward.
The ground exploded beneath him.
Aria barely saw the movement.
One second Vargan was thirty feet away.
The next—
He collided with Kael.