Noah shifted to his gray wolf instantly. He could not bear standing there and seeing Elsa getting marked by another wolf. After the marking, he knew he had no chance. It would be insane even to think of Elsa anymore. His heart pounded. He felt rage, but he had a better way of directing them.
Without waiting for anyone, Noah pierced through the war, getting deeper. He killed every rogue on his way. Left and right, he ripped their hearts out. The beasts who had moved to the other side of the war were now returning with more ferocity. Probably they could feel the loss of their leader.
Kyra could feel Noah's helplessness. She knew he was heading straight for death. Fighting the rogues was always handy for Noah, but he was targeting the beast alone. It was not that they were unaware of the
