Ruby's POV

For a split second, I thought more mad wolves had broken through.

Then Austin’s mother stormed in. Her presence cold and commanding, a pack of werewolf soldiers pouring in behind her. The air shifted instantly.

“Clear the room,” she snapped.

They moved fast.

Half of them rushed the wolves still clawing at the windows, dragging them down, pinning them with brutal precision. The rest charged the mad wolves inside the infirmary. It was chaos. Metal crashing, bodies slamming into ...