Darius knew his Luna even in the dark.
“Joel,” Chrystal replied softly, addressing the warrior by name, “It’s me.”
The shifter stepped forward as half the group drew their swords.
The six wolves behind Chrystal snapped their jaws at the pack wolves, and the largest one pushed her forward, using its two front paws.
She staggered forward, falling to her knees. The stones scraped them, and Darius hissed despite himself, his wolf pushing forward.
“You filthy beast! How dare you!” he growled.
“Calm yourself, Noble Alpha,” Handel called quietly from the side.
“What is it? I’m here, aren’t I?” Chrystal snapped at the large beast with the scar on its face. The rogue barred its teeth at Chrystal, and she turned away, her body trembling.
She hung her head, but said nothing more.
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