Adonis's POV:
Pain lances through my body as I lie on the cold, hard ground. The metallic tang of blood fills my nostrils, my own mingling with Solomon's. My wolf whimpers softly beside me in our mindlink, his once-proud form now broken and battered.
"I'm sorry, old friend," I whisper, reaching out a trembling hand to stroke his matted fur. "I've failed you. Failed everyone."
My vision blurs as I turn my head, searching desperately for any sign of Lynn or Alan. But there's nothing - just an endless expanse of shadows closing in around us. The thought of them out there somewhere, frightened and in danger, sends a fresh wave of anguish through me.
"Lynn! Alan!" I try to call out, but it comes as barely more than a rasp. My throat burns, each breath a struggle.
Solomon's voice echoes wea
