Sienna’s POV

~THE WAR CONTINUES~

I stop being afraid the moment I decide to stop holding back. Fear has been whispering to me since the night the Demon King first invaded my mind, whispering that if I gave in even a little, I would lose myself forever. But standing here now, surrounded by death and screams and the smell of burning blood, fear feels like a luxury I can’t afford.

People are dying. Wolves I know. Wolves I laughed with. Wolves who shared food with me, trained with me, trusted ...