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 shoulders and rubbing his back. I could feel the venom twisting inside him.

"Alpha, we demand justice! The pack’s laws must be respected!"

"SILENCE!" the Alpha commanded one of the warriors, who immediately shut his mouth.

The one I had thrown off the platform was being dragged up by another.

"Verak, explain this mess to me immediately!"

"Father, I was merely supporting these warriors," he said, shifting back into his human form. He was bleeding everywhere, his aura overflowing with rage.

"Drak