Madison’s POV
The war did not end when the fighting stopped.
It was still going on, even after Austin’s soldiers captured Dylan! Some of Dylan’s higher soldiers kept attacking, and as a result Austin’s army fought back with full force. When the first wave of injured arrived, I barely had time to breathe before I was pulled back into motion, my hands moving, my body moving, all on instinct.
Beds are full with injured wolves. They are moaning, crying out loud, and some are just laying, not able to cry or move with intense injury! Some clutched wounds that could be healed. Others held injuries that no magic could truly fix.
“Over here!” someone shouted.
I turned, already running, dropping to my knees beside a young soldier whose chest is not moving at all. My hands pressed down, warmth p
