chapter sixty six

The world spun wildly as darkness threatened to consume me. The searing pain in my leg throbbed in rhythm with my ragged breaths. Alexander's attack had ripped a deep gash, staining the pristine white fur with crimson.

Despite the pain, I knew I couldn't give in. Damian… my gaze darted across the battlefield. He lay pinned under the weight of the remaining wolves, his black fur matted and bloody. A primal scream tore from my throat, a sound that ripped through the cavern, echoing my despair.

But the wolves didn't flinch. They seemed emboldened by our defeat, their growls escalating into a symphony of victory. Just as I braced myself for the final blow, a deafening roar filled the cavern. The ground trembled beneath my paws as a monstrous brown bear lumbered into the fray.