Chapter 16: Stay With Me
The horn sounded, sharp and urgent, cutting through the quiet afternoon air. Zayn was already on his feet before the last echo faded. His instincts kicked in immediately. There was no time for hesitation. He had trained his pack for moments like this. "Gather the warriors!" he commanded as he ran to their rally point.
Beta Ezra was the first to arrive, his face tense with worry. "Alpha," Ezra said quickly, his voice tight, "We don’t know where they came from. The mutated beasts just... appeared. The fields are covered in blood. Bodies everywhere. We can’t tell if it’s the work of one group or more."
Zayn’s jaw tightened as the distant growls filled the air. He didn’t need anyone to explain—it was bad. Real bad.
‘Who the hell is behind this?’ he thought. “Which rogue pack dares attack us now?”
He turned sharply to the warriors gathered around him. “Head to the fields. Now,” he ordered, voice low but firm.
Then, through the pack link, his voice rang in the minds of those not yet there. ‘All warriors, report to the fields. We’re under attack. Move!’
Without waiting for a response, he shifted. Bones cracked, muscles stretched, and fur burst across his skin. It was fast but painful, and by the end of it, the man was gone. Only the wolf remained.
Huge, dark, and fierce.
His wolf didn’t hesitate. He let out a deep growl and took off in the direction of the field, paws pounding the ground. Behind him, the others shifted too—one by one, warriors became wolves, and they followed their Alpha.
Zayn’s wolf ran at the front, instincts sharp, heart pounding. He didn’t need to speak. The others could feel his rage and purpose.
[Protect the pack. Kill whatever dared to threaten it.]
The fields were covered in blood and corpses. Mangled bodies of wolves and beasts lay scattered, the stench of death thick in the air.