LXXVII- Relief?

Indianna wasn't sure what was happening. One minute she was watching Greyson run towards her and the next minute she was shoved to the ground and she saw a sandy coloured wolf fly over her head. She gasped and frantically looked around. Wolves were streaming in from every direction. Teeth barred, growling and looking ravenous.

She screamed as the wolves started to attack Greyson's pack.

"My pack," she whispered and rolled onto her side. She was on the outside looking in and it was horrible. The growls were loud and she flinched when she heard the snapping of a jaw into flesh. A painful howl filled the air and she looked around, desperately trying to find the injured wolf and praying it was one of Jason's.

There was a blur of colours and she failed to locate Greyson's black coat. Her heart was thumping in her chest and her breaths were coming out rapidly. Her eyes landed on a large grey wolf as it tackled Brandon to the ground and easily slung him to the side. It looked ready to kill.