Silvain tore through Obsidian's defenses like they were paper.

Shadow beasts materialized before him,massive constructs of darkness that had terrorized his pack, that should have been impossible for one wolf to defeat. He destroyed them with pack-Alpha magic channeled through pure rage, burning away shadow with the searing light of a bond that refused to break.

Marina, he sent through their connection, feeling her terror and hope in equal measure. I'm coming. Hold on.

Silvain, the plague you're infected. You need to

I don't care. His mental voice was absolute. Let it kill me in three days. Right now, I'm getting my mate back.

Through the bond, he felt her...