Chapter 5

Carrie’s POV 

  "Hand over the pack to me, and you will be spared the death that hangs over your heads," the crimson-furred alpha bellowed, his guttural vocals dripping with arrogance.

  "Never," I vocalised in response, the metaphysical resonance of my spirit voice shaking the battlefield.

  The defiler's beady gaze snapped towards me, nostrils flaring as sickening half-smirks twisted across his brutish features. "A Luna’s daughter foolishly posturing while her alpha male father whimpers away from his territory. How delightfully brash." 

  How dare he speak so badly of my family; this fool would never see the light of day again. I would make sure my parents could see I could handle myself, and I didn't need protection anymore. 

  Now was the time to rid this arrogant alpha and free Blue Mountain from the Red Claw’s terrorism. 

  As I felt the transformation overtaking me, a surge of primal energy coursed