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I bit into his arm, the one clasping the weapon, and tore throughbone.

He grunted and collapsed to hisknees.

Something flashed into the courtyard in my peripheralvision.

More guards? I spun to see two wolves! Nero rushing to Oryn’s aid, while Dagen slammed into the back of the guard I’d justbitten.

Now it was just me and thepriestess.

I inched closer, my head low. Short, sharp throbbing settled over my shoulder blade as if someone poked me with a firestick.

But no more hesitation. I’d heal if Isurvived.

When she ran across the yard to a set of doors, her gown swooshing at her feet, I leaped after her and head-butted the back of herknees.

She tripped and hit the ground face-first.

Oryn’s black wolf burst free from the scuffle and flew past me toward thepriestess.

She swung in his direction, cowering, her arms covering herhead.

Oryn attacked. Teeth slashing her neck, blood spurting. Her pleas and cries echoed, as did the hungry snarls and ripping offlesh.

I turned away, unable to watch the atrocity, kicking myself for ever thinking I was capable of such akill.

Maybe that came with time, considering I hadn’t even gotten the whole walking on four legs thing perfectedyet.

When someone brushed my arm, I flinched andwhirled.

Oryn was there, blood matted in his fur and around his mouth, but he rubbed against me, releasing a low grumble. Behind him lay the priestess, unmoving, her legs twisted at wrong angles, her head facing the sky with deadeyes.

I should have cheered, but I couldn’t bring myself to celebrate. A life lost was still a wastedsoul.

Nero closed in, his white fur tarnished, both shiftersclose.

Guards lay strewn across the ground,dead.

Dagen approached me without hesitation in his step. A wave of joy flooded me at knowing my three shifters remained safe and by myside.

Dagen nuzzled my arm when more wolves entered the courtyard and fanned out as a protectivearmy.

Oryn broke into a piercing howl, and everyone else raised their heads, unleashing a cry of triumph. My wolf simmered in my chest, and I tilted my chin up, my contribution streaming past mythroat.

Our songs intertwined, blending into the most incredible tune. For the first time since losing my parents and grandma, I no longer feltalone.

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