My heart still races from the exhilaration of the fight, pounding against my chest as I watch Octavia flee.
From me.
I watch her wolf disappear beneath the overgrown brush, the ebony fur rippling as she ran. Her little pet shoots me a dark look, baring his teeth before bounding after her. He shifts mid-air, his lithe fox form slipping beneath the brush.
I let them go. Dominic would be hot on their heels soon enough. And where else would they go? They had nowhere to run where I couldn’t find them.
The Wyres around me howl and bark in raucous celebration, their cheers mingling with the wild forest winds. They have no idea what I’d just done besides put a Shifter b***h in her place.
But I know.
A throat being cleared pulls me away from the tree line. Madalynn’s dark eyebrows rise,
