Markus P.O.V.
Atlas shook off the hit and was about to charge again when the door to the Packhouse opened and out came Celeste. Long black curls blowing in the wind and eyes glowing fire as fire dripped from her hands. If she wasn’t in danger, I’d take a moment to admire how fearsome and powerful my mate looked. But I did not have a moment, and Atlas began running as we saw Huitzilopochtli shoot his staff in her direction. We almost barrelled into her as she rolled away from it in time, throwing her own fire balls at him. She landed standing next to us in wolf form. I had never seen anyone shift as fast as she had. Kara lifted up on her hind legs and stomped back down to the ground with a roar, and I stared in awe as two giant blades of fire rose from the ground and rushed at Huitzilopoc
