DOMINIC
“He’s losing a lot of blood. Hurry up!”
I hear frantic remarks around me. I could smell my own blood mixed with their sheer fear and worry. That only means that I probably won’t survive this. I couldn’t feel my body healing because of the wolfsbane, and my injuries were all critical. Damn, alphas made sure to go for the throat.
The pack was attacked by three opposing packs that banded up and tried to take over my pack. They failed and could barely retreat, but they were in a bad condition as I was. I blacked out half of it, but they were also half dead.
An attack like this hasn’t happened in years. The last time was when I was still in my teens, and my father was still the pack alpha. That time, we received a tip that several packs were planning to attack, which would happen wi
