Chapter 48
The family of three had been living in the forest for close to two weeks now.
But this was the first time Callack truly felt it.
Real danger.
Dire danger.
The dark wolf stood before them with obsidian skin and a feral stare that made the air feel heavy. Bloodlust poured off it so thick it was almost visible.
It growled.
Once.
"Get behind me."
Callack shouted it, urgency ripping through his voice.
The wolf launched.
It leapt high into the air, straight toward them.
Seeing that Selene would barely make it into the cover of the bushes in time, Callack did something brave in her eyes.
And stupid in Vastro's.
He jumped.
He met the massive wolf in midair.
They crashed into the ground with a dull, violent bang.
Selene's eyes filled with desperation.
Vastro did not bother much.
His father was a cultivator after all. A weak one, yes, but still a cultivator. A fall like that would not kill him.
And he was right.
