CHAPTER 55 Followers

  Wren's POV

   "Clover!"

  She trembled and instantly regained her senses.

  Without much explanation, she had already quickly adjusted her emotions herself. "Thank you, Wren."

  "They will pay for this, Clover."

  Clover sobbed and nodded.

  The three of us were back to back, facing off against the soldiers around us for a moment before tearing into each other again.

  The smell of blood in the air grew stronger and stronger, but there were simply too many soldiers here.

  Ralph knocked back four werewolves in front of him with a swipe of his claws, then darted to the side to help a member who was at a disadvantage.

  I took a few breaths to recover from my exhaustion and bit off the front paw of the soldier in front of me, trying to regulate my breathing as much as possible.

  But my strength seemed to have been completely exhausted, and I couldn't muster any more energy.