SILVER MOON PACK

Selene’s POV

The cold air tore past us like wind through a broken gate.

I didn’t need anyone to tell me we were caught.

I heard it, dozens of feets pounding behind us. Wolves snarling and someone yelling for backup.

I turned to run but didn’t make it two steps.

A body slammed into mine. My knees hit the dirt hard, and I rolled, my wrist twisting beneath me.

“Selene!” Lady Havana shouted somewhere to my right, but I couldn’t see her.

Rough hands dragged me up.

A blow ...