Alaric
Tiny cuts stung my shoulders and arms, but I didn’t care. I stayed there, hunched protectively over her, until the last of the shards hit the floor.
Outside, I could hear the thud of paws against earth, fading quickly but unevenly. The wolf was injured. Good. He wouldn’t get far.
I straightened slowly, still keeping myself between Kelly and the open window. Frite howled in my mind, begging to be let loose, to chase him down and make him pay. And damn it, I wanted to. Every part of me screamed for blood.
But Kelly came first. Always.
I clenched my fists and opened a mind link to the warriors— both the ones that followed me here from Silvermist and the Red Moon ones nearby. My voice thundered across the link, sharp and commanding, leaving no room for hesitation.
“THIS IS ALPHA A
