Howls of wolves were echoing. The sound of claws slashing intermingling. Making the pack lands of the Capital.
Resemble hell.
The ground was covered in red, from the blood of the pack wolves, hunters and the bloodhounds. With the bloodhounds overpowered owing to the advantage of extra ordinary strength and number.
Volkan was bleeding from his arms and thighs. Yet his indomitable will made him retort back more fiercely. His wolf growled and tore apart the bloodhounds, while Daniel was no less.
His army of hunters supported the pack wolves against this common enemy.
Silas's hurried footsteps stopped outside the pack house. As he saw her blocking his path.
His fists clenched and eyes narrowed at the girl he thought he loved and was willing to give away his everything ……
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