A low, menacing chuckle echoed from the group of Kyrethys standing before us. A wave of anger surged through the mating bond, and I quickly glanced at Zane. His fists clenched tightly, his gaze locked on them, barely containing the fury simmering beneath the surface. His control was slipping. Suddenly, Callum unleashed a piercing howl, sending a chill racing down my spine. My heart pounded as I watched my other mates begin to shift into their wolves, preparing for the fight. The tension was thick in the air. I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread. The Kyrethys were powerful, stronger than us, and doubt gnawed at me. Could we possibly stand a chance against them?
“ Do you think you wolves can defeat us? We don't want to fight you. All we want is the hybrid. Better to die at our hands than a
