Chapter 40
Draven’s POV
The clash of claws and growls echoed in my ears as I stood my ground. Varin lunged at me with all his strength, but I sidestepped just in time, feeling his claws barely graze my arm. His eyes burned with anger, his movements wild and desperate.
“Give it up, Draven,” Varin growled, circling me. “You don’t stand a chance.”
I wiped blood from my lip and smirked. “You’re forgetting who you’re up against.”
Before he could respond, Rivara attacked from my right. She was fast, her nails sharp as knives. I blocked her with my arm, the pain shooting through me like fire. My wolf roared inside, urging me to fight back, but I had to be smart. They were working together, and I couldn’t let them distract me from what mattered—finding Zeraphine.
“You both are pathetic,” I s
