A Monster's Protection

VANESSA

Chaos reigned around me. Screams and growls pierced the air as smoke billowed in thick clouds. For one terrifying moment, I stood frozen, my lungs burning and my heart hammering against my ribs.

Then I saw him.

A monstrous black wolf tore through the battlefield, his massive form cutting through the rogues like they were nothing but rag dolls. Blood sprayed with each vicious snap of his jaws. Bodies crumpled in his wake. He moved with lethal precision, striking with such brutal efficiency that even other Alphas gave him a wide berth.

Kael. Roman's wolf.

I'd heard whispered stories about the legendary Alpha's wolf form, but nothing had prepared me for this reality. He was terrifying—easily twice the size of an ordinary wolf, with fur as black as midnight except for that distinctive silver streak above his right eye. His claws left deep gouges in the floor as he lunged at a rogue who was seconds away from attacking a fallen Luna.