Chapter One hundred and Fifty two

Xander’s Pov

Hours blur into minutes as the skirmish rages on, the tide of battle ebbing and flowing with each passing moment. Despite the ferocity of our opponents, we stand firm, our determination unwavering as we push back against the onslaught.

Just when it seems like victory is within our grasp, a deafening roar shatters the night, followed by the thunderous sound of footsteps approaching from the east. With a sinking feeling in my gut, I realized that the enemy had launched a two-pronged assault, catching us off guard and stretching our defenses thin.

Grim determination settles over me as I bark out orders to reinforce our eastern flank, rallying our fighters to hold the line against the renewed onslaught. We fight with every ounce of strength and courage we possess, driven by a fierce determination to protect our pack and its lands at all costs.

As the battle rages on into the night, fatigue threatens to weigh us down, but we refuse to falter, drawing strength from the bonds o