Otis's POV:

"No!"

Screams and splashes of blood exploded before my eyes as I stepped over Bruce's torso and fell from mid-air to the ground.

There was a muffled sound on the ground, Bruce's strong body imprinted the snow on the ground with a wolf-shaped imprint, and the surrounding Dusk Pack warriors rushed to see this sight and were immediately stopped in their tracks.

The blood flowed out of Bruce's neck like a stream, and the white snow, which had not experienced combat, was stained red within a short time.

"Why ...... you the woman's power will suddenly ......"

Bruce's mouth issued a weak voice, he stared at me with...