Chapter 168. Last Line

Savannah’s POV

“Two against one, huh?” Carter snickers, seeing both Logan and Harlan in front of him. The air is charged with tension as the three wolves encircle each other, a dance of primal instincts and supernatural prowess.

“Fine, you two are no match for me anyway!”

As if on cue, Carter lunges forward and the brothers do the same. The battle begins with a flurry of frenetic movement—a clash of fur, fang, and sinew. Carter weaves through their attacks with a grace that defies the laws of nature. His movements are a dance of evasion, each step a calculated gambit to outmaneuver the brothers.

Logan, fueled by a potent mix of rage and determination, launches himself at Carter with a thunderous roar. His massive jaws snap at the air, aiming to catch Carter in a vice-like grip. However, Carter sidesteps Logan’s attack with an almost preternatural agility.

Harlan observes the unfolding chaos with a keen eye. He analyzes Carter’s patterns, and he f