Amara’s heart swelled with pride at Darius’s words, but her body was weakening by the second. She could feel the edges of consciousness slipping away, the darkness closing in once more. But she couldn’t give up now. Not when Darius was fighting for her. Not when her pack was fighting for her.
With one last surge of strength, Amara pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, her body trembling with the effort. She could feel the blood seeping from her wounds, her head spinning from the loss of blood, but she had to keep going. She had to help Darius.
I have to end this.
As she struggled to her feet, she caught a glimpse of Fenrir lunging at Ragnor once more, his jaws snapping toward Darius’s throat. The sight filled her with a desperate determination. She couldn’t let Killian win. She co
