Arabella's Point of View

I looked around at my pack members who were fighting desperately to protect each other. Some seemed too tired, but they didn’t want to give up—it’s only right if I stay back and help too.

"It seems like our help is needed here."

"Then what about your mom and your brother?" Renee asked.

"My mom's from a warrior's family, and Arthur is a warrior in training. They can both take care of themselves," I said, gesturing at our surroundings. "These people need our ...