Kimberly's POV
Well, isn't this just peachy? Here I am, fighting side by side with the very wolves I've been plotting against. Life sure has a twisted sense of humor.
I ducked as a glowy-eyed wolf sailed over my head, its teeth snapping at empty air. "Watch it, Fido!" I snarled. "I just did my hair!"
Fenris shot me a look that could curdle milk. "Really, Kimberly? Vanity? Now?"
I rolled my eyes, shoving another attacker away. "Oh, I'm sorry. Should I be all doom and gloom like you? News flash, Fenris: some of us cope with stress differently."
He grunted, too busy wrestling with a particularly large wolf to argue further. I almost smiled. Almost.
As I fought, I couldn't help but notice the chaos around us. RG was leading a group of fighters, taking down wolves left and right without k
