61: Annie's POV

Dawn can't be more than an hour away, but it seems that the vampire's either don't care, or they want to wait until the last second. 

More and more of my warriors are falling to injuries, we have only a few dead, but more than half are injured to the point they can no longer fight. Ansel called in the mothers as back up, and that helped, but I fear it was too little and too late. In this moment I wish more than anything that I knew how to trigger the powers I seem to have, but I have not had the time to figure out how they work yet. 

The fog is thinning now, I can see through it to the ither side, and what I see there does not help my moral. The entire pack is surrounded, witches, and more rogue wolves seemed to have joined them, they are lined up 3 deep, incircling the whole pack town. 

My breath catches in my throat, keeping my eyes on the enemy lines I reach out my hand to Ansel. The moment we join hands I know that we are both thinking the sam