The sound of bodies dropping to the forest floor echoed like a wave breaking over stone.
One moment the warriors stood ready to tear Asterin apart. The next, every single one crashed down at the same time, knees slamming into the earth, heads forced low against the pine needles.
Every wolf bowed. Every single one.
The sound was sickening. Thuds. Choked breaths. Claws scraping helplessly against the ground. Rhys tried to rise, muscles trembling with effort, but his body stayed pressed into the dirt like an invisible hand held him there.
Nathan dropped beside him.
One second he was snarling with his full shifted fury. The next his legs buckled, spine curving under the pressure. His claws dug trenches into the earth as he tried to fight it, growling low and vicious from deep in his throa
