LYRA

"What is happening here, Verak?!"

Boots hitting the ground, the Alpha of the pack arrived in a rush, with the sorceress and another woman in tow.

His presence immediately halted the fight. I ran to my mate’s side, finding him covered in wounds and bite marks from that bastard who refused to fight fair.

At least Drakkar had managed to rip a few chunks out of his wolf as well.

I held him up as he arched forward, nearly vomiting.

"Hold on, please," I whispered, slipping his strong arm over my