Isabella Martini - POV
"No!" Elder Micheal and at the same time, Gael fired a bullet that pierced through his heart. The shock was evident on his face when I saw the black cloak he wore slowly turn darker as his knees gave out and he fell to the ground facing front.
I looked around to see the three wolves who were fighting with Elder Micheal stare at me in awe. I know they were pack wolves, but definitely not from Arlo's pack. "Do you know them?" I asked Gael when he shook his head, and this made a frown form on my face. Usually, alphas are able to tell which pack a wolf belongs. "Gael…"
"We don't have time to waste, Bella. Let's go." Gael insisted, and I nodded my head, and we ran deeper into the forest. As we passed by the trees, I saw many warriors on the ground, some were badly injured, while some were dead. It was heartbreaking to see, but I knew if we wasted any more time no one would be left.