Ariana
Lucas battered and outnumbered, stood against a backdrop of hostility. My heart raced as a surge of conflicting emotions washed over me, surprise and apprehension.
The wolves surrounding Lucas were huge, with black fur, and I guess they were Black Moon clan. This is the second time I have seen a werewolf of the Black Moon Clan, and they are more domineering than I imagined.
I couldn't stand idly by while he faced the threat of the Black Moon tribe.
Drawing upon the magic that had become an extension of myself, I focused my energy on creating a diversion—a veil of illusion that shrouded the surroundings in a mist of confusion. The attackers hesitated, their attention momentarily diverted as they tried to make sense of the shifting shadows.
Seizing the opportunity, Lucas managed
