Astella's POV

The air rushed out of the area so cold and so fast that I was puffing visible clouds as I unconsciously cross-armed my flat stomach. The twins inside me appeared to have picked up on the danger, and their unformed presence throbbed with a warmth that was both comforting and terrifying.

"Thane," my voice was barely above a whisper as reality began to rip apart behind him. "Something's wrong."

"I understand that," he told me, his green eyes sweeping the clearing like a predator's. "Everyone else who can fight, surround Astella. Now."

The remaining Great Pack wolves and purified Shadow Lords began to do as ordered, but fear...