Hannah launched herself forward with renewed determination, her sleek, black wolf form cutting through the undergrowth as she leaped into the fray once more. The rogues had regrouped and were charging toward the pack's defenses, their snarls and growls echoing in the cold morning air. Her muscles burned with the strain of the battle, but she pushed through the pain. She had to.
The remaining rogues were larger and more vicious than the ones they'd faced earlier. Their eyes gleamed with wild hunger as they charged at the pack warriors. Hannah saw one rogue slip past the line, its hulking body lunging toward Liam, who was busy fending off two attackers at once. Without a second thought, she sprinted toward the rogue, her paws pounding the dirt, and slammed into it mid-leap. The impact sent
