His weakness

I sped up. The cold air bit into my lungs as the breath was forming clouds, quickly leaving my mouth, and vanishing. And then, the limbs stop functioning. All of a sudden, without warning.

"Mate." Remy breathed out, shocked.

"Where?"

He didn't reply, paralyzed as he watched the scene in front of him. Horror was inadequate, not enough to describe the mental state of my poor wolf. And as I followed the trajectory of his gaze, I realized what had caused him the panic attack.

There was a woman with long platinum blond hair, wrestling with Otto's wolf, stabbing him in the back. There was also Imogen, lying on the ground unconscious, with a pool of blood forming around her. She must have hit a nearby stone, the hard fall causing her fatal head trauma.

"You're tough." The vampire woman, supposedly Madalina Crud, chuckled when Otto moved closer, limping and snarling at her. "I must give you some credit for not being a coward. But you should know that I'm well prepared for situations like thes