Axel's POV
I ducked as a glowy-eyed wolf sailed over my head, its teeth snapping at empty air. This wasn't how I'd planned to spend my evening, but here I was, fighting alongside Fenris's pack like we were old buddies.
"Watch your six!" I shouted to a young wolf nearby, spinning to knock away another attacker.
The kid nodded, eyes wide. "Thanks!"
I grunted, too busy to reply. The battle was chaos, wolves everywhere, friend and foe hard to tell apart in the darkness. Except for those creepy glowing eyes. Those, I couldn't miss.
As I fought, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride. Here I was, the big bad Axel, playing nice with Fenris's pack. Who would've thought?
"Axel!" Fenris's voice cut through the noise. "We need to push them back!"
I turned, seeing him standing atop a small
