My silver fur shined in the moonlight as I lunged into the wolves on top of Aces. We had never fought together but somehow, we were in sync. We protected each other and linked up back-to-back. In front of each of us were five wolves. Horrible odds for almost all wolves. But we had a chance… though not without injury.
I was trying to figure out who their leader was. One of the wolves was the one who called the shots. I needed to get this wolf out of the picture first. I decided on a shaggy gray wolf on my side. He was a bit more aggressive and seemed to act on his own.
The loud snarls cut through the air as sounds of yips and blood curdling yelps echoed off the trees. Fur was stained red. The sound of teeth snapping together ricocheted around me. Wolves were on me, but I had the target’s
