The wolf in front of her sniffed her and appeared to be deciding what to do with her. His claws were still sunk in her chest, but luckily still weren’t deep enough to reach her heart. Though the act was excruciating, she turned so she could see her mate. “FANE!” Jacque’s voice filled the air, carrying across the wind and over the shouts of the fighting. But it also reverberated through their bond.
Fane felt his mate’s fear and pain hit him like a freight train. It knocked the breath from his lungs and caused him to stumble. He quickly righted himself before Doru could gain an advantage. With his wolf senses as active as possible, Fane scanned the battlefield as best as he could while also keeping an eye on the opponent in front of him. He saw a stampede consisting of wolves, elves, and ev
