Ava
It felt surreal, walking alongside Winston through the muddy warrior camp.
Just hours ago, we had been locked in a fierce battle for our lives, and now here we were… walking side by side as allies. I think I even spotted the same female warrior who I had fought before as we passed through the crowd, although I couldn’t be entirely sure.
Chris held me tightly against him the entire way, his arm wrapped protectively around my waist. I could feel the tension in his body, his instincts to protect his pregnant mate on high alert.
The camp was a flurry of activity, warriors from all five packs milling about, tending to injuries, and eyeing us warily as we passed. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, blood, and mud, a stark reminder of the battle that had just taken plac
