[GISELLE’s Point-of-View]

“GISELLE!”

It was Otis screaming my name.

My eyes went blurry for a second, and my ears were ringing. I saw my daughter’s face crying on the other side of the garden and Greta’s horrified face while looking at me. I was bleeding terribly. At first, I didn’t know what to do until my wolf sensed danger was coming, and I had to roll sideways after the enemy landed on the spot where I was sitting with its claws pierced deeply into the dirt.

Goddess! I was so close to being stabbed to death by those massive claws if I weren’t fast enough to avoid it!

[I’m okay!]...