Aurelia
It was c@rnage at the gates. Most of the Heroux warriors were still in wolf form, either carrying injured people on their backs or in defence mode, their eyes set on any of the survivors that looked as though they may be infected and about to turn. I pushed through the crowds frantically, searching for any sign of Lorcan, but I couldn’t see him. The rising panic along with the painful sounds of screaming as well as women and children crying all around was making it near impossible to focus on anything.
A strong grip on my bicep hauled me back and stopped me from being knocked over by a large wolf that was snarling with pain as two Heroux warriors pinned him to the ground. I glanced up at Kiaus’ stern face as he looked over my head at the chaos. Where was my father? Who was in ch
