Christian’s POV
The icy wind howled through the mountains as I stood before the leader of the Snow Wolf pack.
Her laughter echoed through the cold, biting air, a mocking sound that grated on my nerves.
Her piercing eyes gleamed with contempt as she surveyed me.
"You think I would ever serve you?" she sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. "Never! I would rather die than have anything to do with you."
My hands tightened around the hilt of my sword, anger coursing through my veins. I let out a low growl, a primal sound that reverberated through the snow-covered valley.
Without a moment's hesitation, I lunged forward, my sword glinting in the pale light as it found its mark in her chest.
Her eyes widened in shock as the blade pierced her, but she was quick, using her speed to da
