Blake
My four legs pound roughly against the forest floor. As hard as Titus pushes us forward, it still feels like it’s not fast enough. I need to get to the border faster. I know my men can’t hold the line for much longer.
The intense scent of copper dances in the air and I know there’s been massive blood shed already. My mind races as I try to push back the dreadful thoughts that it’s my wolves that are hurt, possibly even dead. I should have known better than to trust the enemy although I just can’t make sense of it. Evelyn wants her freedom; this is her only chance to be mated with her fated mate. I can’t help but think that she was forced into her little confession by her father. It must have been a ploy.
“Alpha, we’ve contained the attack for now but we have a few injured wolves
