Sheila's point of view
I was motionless. I couldn't move. I couldn't even mutter a word.
It was as if time itself had paused, stopping every motion around me.
My eyes didn't leave Ria's wolf that was being bitten by the enemy's pack wolf. It kept on attacking her, its claws piercing through her neck. Her blood rushed down, smearing the earth. It didn't stop till Ria's wolf stopped moving.
I gasped weakly, I felt a heavy thud in my chest. My legs suddenly went weak, about collapsing against the bloody smeared earth. Still, I didn't pull my haze away from Ria's wolf form. She was…she was dead. Ria was dead.
Suddenly, my surroundings began to come alive and the motion soon became normal. Loud growls filled the air, wolves fighting against each other. Even with a few witches' help, we we
