Seventy-One

Athena

Battle cries reached my ears as Cameron, Caleb, and I rushed out, shifting into our massive wolf forms with a single purpose in mind: defend our pack and end this invasion.

As alpha wolves, we were bigger and stronger than the usual wolf. Caleb and I had brown fur, while Cameron had a black and white striped coat. Our paws pounded against the earth as we sprinted towards the border.

Every muscle in my body was tense with rage at the thought of children being slaughtered. I planned to use every ounce of strength and magic to protect my people. I could excuse a lot of things, but the killing of children was unforgivable.

At the border, the scene unfolded before me like a nightmare. The battlefield was stained with blood, bodies lying crumpled and lifeless, both wolf and human. Claw marks streaked across the ground, deep gouges in the earth where fierce battles had been fought. The roadblocks set up to protect our tribe had been destroyed and torn apart by the enemy. My dad and