3rd person's POV

The sky darkened as the Bloodmoon Pack battled the influx of rogues wolves. A storm was developing, both in the air and on the ground, as stress heightened the mood. Kate stood by Dimitri's side, her silver wolf fur smeared with blood, both from her own wounds and from the foes she had defeated. Her muscles hurt, but her determination was as strong as ever. The battle was far from over.

They had caught them by surprise, the time they attacked, the way at which they attacked. They had not attacked through the front gate of the southern border, rather they attacked through the secret passage Dimitri...