TAKEN BY DEATH

Ryder's POV

I stood alongside my allies, Alphas Kayson and Ronan, as we led our armies towards the rogue pack's territory, preparing to take down Winston once and for all. That son of a bitch had been a thorn in our side for far too long, and it was time to put an end to it.

As we crested the hill overlooking the rogue pack's camp, we were met with a sight that made our blood boil. Winston's pack had gathered around a figure tied to a horse, and it was clear they were about to execute them. My heart raced as I took in the scene, my eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of weakness or vulnerability. I could feel my hackles rising, my claws extending in preparation for battle.

And then, I saw her. April, our mate, was the one tied to the horse. My heart stopped as I realized the danger she was in. I could feel my vision narrowing, my focus solely on saving her. Without hesitation, I drew my bow and fired an arrow at the executioner's hand, knocking the whip away just in time. The rogue