NYRA’S POV

“Kade!” I screamed, sewing ripped flesh of wolves scattered across the forest floor. My heart caught in my chest, my breaths stopped as a mist of tears formed in my eyes. Blood was everywhere, painting the leaves and trees nearby red. Panic set in as I fell to my knees, my fingers digging into the soil as a loud, painful howl crumbled free from my throat. Tears streaked down my eyes, running across my cheeks.

“Come on, you think they could take me?” His annoyingly ...