Cassandra's POV
The training grounds were still in utter chaos and the smell of blood filled the air. I swirled my head around in search of Kian but I couldn't find him.
I spotted Ezekiel wrestling with a werebear and I sprinted forward, grabbing it by the neck with my massive jaws as I hurled it against the bleachers.
The cement cracked upon impact and it slumped lifeless.
“Thanks,” he muttered.
“Where is Kian?!” I asked frantically
“I don't know, he's not responding to the mind link.”
I growled in frustration.
“Reinforcements are coming,” Ezekiel prompted, before he hurried away to fend off another attacker.
The distant howls of other Lycans approaching filled the air. I knew they were coming but it wouldn't be fast enough to stop the werebears from slipping away.
Their m
