I shifted and followed my senses, doing my best to avoid the battlefield. I walked around it, careful to hide my scent as I looked for them, knowing that if they were here I could reach them through the pack bond and tell them they needed to leave the plan behind.
The center of the clearing was a warzone, countless dead bodies on each side were scattered along the terrain. There were wolves fighting, but the only silhouettes I could see were those of two vampires. One that I knew to be my friend, her hair moving in the wind as the dark energy that surrounded her attacked the other creature.
I gasped at the other vampire's resemblance with Violette. They had to be related, they shared the same hair and similar features. The other girl had brown eyes and was slightly shorter, but they had to be sisters.
Violette wasn't struggling, she looked perfectly content, but her sister was, her hands shook and the power coming out of her seemed unable to rival her sisters'.
