Chapter 66
Blood soaked the ground like spilled ink. It had completely painted the green grass red beneath Aurora's feet. Her chest rose slowly, then fell, each breath deeper than the last, but her eyes never left the pack of rogues.
Her mouth twitched upward again, barely a smile, more like a warning. And then she attacked them again, faster than she had ever moved before.
The first rogue didn’t even have time to scream before her claws tore through his throat and his head hit the dirt with a dull thud.
Another lunged and she caught him mid-air, slamming him down so hard the sound of bones cracking resounded through the trees.
She ripped through flesh and muscle like it was paper, her growls sharp and endless, her skin stained with the blood of enemies.
Her wolf didn’t hold back an
