Kimberly's POV
I crouched behind a fallen tree, my heart pounding like a drum. All around me, chaos reigned. Wolves fighting weird robot-wolves, fire and smoke everywhere. Just another Tuesday night, right?
"This is insane," I muttered, peeking over the log.
That's when I saw him. King. The kid was standing there, looking lost, with a bunch of younger wolves huddled behind him. And heading straight for them? A whole pack of those creepy cyborg wolves.
"Oh, for f**k's sake," I groaned. Did I really have to play hero now?
But something made me move. Maybe it was guilt. Maybe it was the memory of Fenris's face when he talked about his son. Or maybe I just didn't want to see a bunch of kids get torn apart.
I sprinted towards them, shouting, "King! On your left!"
The kid's head snapped a
