Chapter 9: Protect His Sister
(Aspen's POV)
The oppressive tension in the air was sharp, like an electric charge waiting to explode. The stench of rogues, unwashed and rank with aggression, smothered my senses, almost making Cora gag inside me. Ethan’s bright energy next to me was a stark contrast, his healer instincts buzzing with unease, his wolf bristling with barely contained outrage.
Cain’s russet-colored wolf was massive, even by Beta standards. Scars carved across his face and ribs told of countless brutal battles. He circled us with deliberate slowness, savoring the fear he thought we exuded. His pack, a ragtag group of sneering wolves, closed the circle tighter. We were surrounded.
Ethan stiffened. His human form had long since melted away, replaced by his russet-brown wol
