My breath caught as I pressed closer to the window.
The courtyard below was chaos.
Smoke curled into the sky, thick and dark, swallowing the lights around the compound. Werewolves, some shifting partially, others fully human, lay scattered across the ground.
My chest tightened painfully.
This wasn’t just an accident. This was an attack.
I flinched, stepping back from the window. My hands shook.
“They’re hurt…” I whispered to myself.
I need help. I need to help take the injured to the pack clinic. I can’t stay here doing nothing, so I did the only thing I could think of, and that was to rush out of the room.
The mansion was in chaos. The maids were running helter-skelter, trying to find a safe place to stay. I just watched and felt so helpless. There were some injured ones among the
