The fight was brutal and bloody. I stayed in the middle, blade in hand, the twins kicking in my belly with every clash of steel.
Darius tore through the front line in wolf form. Kane and Rylan joined us, bloodied but alive. Rylan's axe swung in wide arcs, splitting helms and shields. Kane moved silent and deadly between the tents.
I drove my blade into the first wolf who came at me, the latent alpha blood surging hot under my skin.
The beta tried to run but he wasn't fast enough, or lucky so Rylan caught him first, and rose his axe to threaten him. The traitor man dropped to his knees, hands up.
"Please wait! Don't kill me, I can take you to your father," he gasped. "He's hiding in the old caves. He's regrouping. He's coming for the children. He says the curse will finish what he started."
I stepped forward, blade still in my hand, the twins kicking hard in my belly. The bond roared in my head, the brothers closing in around me.
"Then take us to him," I said. "Tonight. Now!"
