Chapter 58

“We’ll push them back together.” He nodded, no hesitation, and fell into step beside me as we moved toward the forest. A group of warriors followed, their footsteps pounding the earth as we sprinted toward the sound of conflict.

The border was a blur of chaos when we arrived. The air was thick with snarls and growls, the sharp clash of claws against steel ringing out in the dusk. Wolves from Silas’s pack had breached the edge of our territory, a vicious swarm tearing into our patrols.

My blood boiled as I took in the scene. Silas’s wolves were massive, their movements precise and brutal, but my wolves were holding their ground. Just barely.

“Form up!” I shouted, my voice cutting through the noise.

“Defend the line! Don’t let them advance!”

The Talon wolves regrouped, their formation tightening as they fought back against the intruders. I didn’t wait for the chaos to subside. Gripping the knife strapped to my thigh, I launched myself into the fray, instincts and training taking over.

A hulking wolf lunged at me, his claws slashing toward my chest. I ducked, driving my blade into his side before twisting away. He staggered but didn’t fall, his eyes burning with fury as he swung at me again. This time, I stepped inside his reach, slamming my elbow into his jaw before finishing him with a swift slash to the throat.