Kieran nods. He knows it’s the truth. He shifts back to his wolf.The grounds are chaos, and there’s barely any order. But I look around once more, and something clicks.
I have a plan.
“Fall back!” I shout, my voice ringing over the battlefield.
The Omegas hesitate, their bodies slick with sweat and blood, their eyes darting to me for confirmation. Kieran is also looking at me curiously.
I know the wolves are waiting to see if they should listen to me.
“You either take my command if you’re fighting under my troop or fight for another!” I yell and head in the direction of my plan.
I shove the feeling aside, taking advantage of the opening he created. Ayana and I press forward, pushing back the last of the rogues, forcing them toward the ridge, exactly where I planned.
“We hold them here,” I command, lifting my sword in the direction I’m headed. “No one gets through.”
My troop warriors move according to my orders, forming a tight formation around the last stronghold before the estate.
Kieran understands the trap I’m setting.
And he falls into place without question.
It’s the first time we’ve ever fought side by side.
The first time we move as one.
And Goddess, it works.
Kieran’s warriors see it, recognize the shift, and begin reinforcing the lines.
For the first time, the rogues stumble.
They realize they’re losing ground.
The battle turns.
The Moonfang warriors push forward, taking advantage of the opening we’ve created, cutting down the last of Eldon’s forces.
I look around as the last of the rogues fall back and spot Eldon.
His shoulder is bloodied, his movements slower than before. His smirk is still there, but it’s forced.
I start toward him, but Kieran is already moving.
I watch as they clash, claws slicing through the air, the impact of each strike sending vibrations through the ground.
Eldon is good.
But Kieran?
Kieran is better.
Blow after blow, he drives Eldon back, his movements relentless. His Alpha wolf does not hold back against Eldon’s massive wolf, his power radiating off him in waves.
Kieran just attacks without relenting.
And this time, he means to kill.
He dives for Eldon’s throat.