Emma's POV

　　Bennett, Hunter, and Parker launched themselves at the Nightshade guards, their movements a blur of fur and fang. They fought with precision, taking down guard after guard, but their main priority was me. They worked together seamlessly, a well-oiled machine, each one covering the others' backs as they battled to reach their injured mate.

　　Bennett took down two guards with a swift swipe of his paw, before turning to face the lead guard, who was still ...