Kade's pov
Most of the clash by the entrance escaped me. That remains the honest account even if it seems odd when spoken. My wolf side seized control somewhere past the woods edge and the initial Blackthorn lookout. What stayed after instead were fragments. Fangs. The metallic flavor of blood belonging to someone else. Grier speaking off to one side, calm despite his own growls. The instant those last attackers finally turned and fled toward their lands, leaving three of their number wounded on the ground while carrying away the rest of their fallen.
When I regained human form, gray light already spread across the sky edge, and every muscle throbbed in a manner unknown since the blaze along the ridge in the north.
"They wanted to measure our strength," Grier remarked as he cleaned bloo
