I hit the ground rolling, came up with claws extended, and immediately had to dodge a wolf twice my size who'd decided I looked like an easy target.

Wrong choice on his part.

I ducked under his lunge, used his momentum against him, and sent him crashing into two of his pack mates. The bond flared hot as Darius engaged three wolves to my left, our movements syncing without thought.

This was what Gideon could never understand. His synchronized pairs were forced, mechanical. Ours were ...