Chapter 110
Kross
Vanya shoved me away, her glare sharp enough to slice bone.
“Stay away from me,” she hissed.
My jaw tightened. I wanted to argue, wanted to snarl, but my instincts cut sharper than my temper. The air shifted—predator close. Reflex screamed.
“Behind you,” I snapped, but she hadn’t even turned when I moved.
I grabbed her arm, yanked her flush against me, pivoting so the Alpha’s hand missed her chest by a fraction. A red mark would have blinked her out of this round. Not on my watch. Never.
I shoved her behind me and pulled the training blade from my side. Not for killing—just for breaking bones if needed. Another Alpha burst from the trees, grin wolfish.
“Run,” I muttered, low and rough in her ear.
Her stubborn fire sparked immediately.
“I’m not going anywhere. I
