Chapter 115Chains of Darkness

Alpha Lyran POV

The red fog curled around us like a thousand hands trying to pull us down. The wolves of smoke leapt with glowing eyes, their jaws wide, their claws looks long and sharp. Prese clung to my hand, her other arm shaking as if fighting both Berra and herself.

“Lyran!” she cried. “They’re everywhere!”

“Don’t let go,” I growled, pulling her closer. “If we break apart, this land will eat us alive.”

I slashed the first wolf that ...