Elara covered her face with her arm while with her fingers touched the silver handle of the sword. She was waiting for the final blow when a majestic black wolf jumped on the scene. He emitted a powerful howl that was eagerly answered by many others around. Then he turned to the lieutenant’s wolf lying on the floor due to his previous onslaught and pinned him to the ground, making his victim groan in pain.
“Andrew”. Elara whispered that name so low that only the air around her could have been able to listen. However, the big black wolf pierced her with his dark green eyes. The anger she saw into them made the princess shiver. A group of several werewolf warriors followed their alpha to the battlefield, finishing the usurpers’ followers that remained still. Elara searched for the s
