Angel’s scream echoed in my ears.
She was in danger. She needed me.
Ignoring the pain in my chest, I struggled to my feet and stumbled in the direction her scream was coming from. The men at my back were forgotten. All I could think about was getting to her.
But every step felt like agony.
Every breath I took was getting harder.
Dark spots lingered at the edges of my vision.
I stumbled and hit the ground. My legs shook as I struggled to my feet again.
There in front of me was my mate with a man hovering above her. He held a spear, one end already lodged in her chest.
With another roar, I forced myself to move.
I could feel the life being drained from my body.
The man looked up just as I reached them. I swiped at him with my claw, sending him flying through the air. Letting out an
