Chapter 337. Pinch Point

Raina’s POV

Betrayal burned, but it was nothing compared to the icy, vice-like fear clawing at me.

A riot of growls, snarls, and the clang of tools filled the air, thick with the scent of iron and sweat, as dust motes danced in the lights.

Apparently, we made it to the secret chamber, but the enemy’s presence was about to hinder us from achieving our goal, jeopardizing everything.

Watching them closely, our guns remained raised and leveled on the Worgens and their rogue laborers as they spread out across the chamber, blocking any way forward.

Aw heck. There were so many of them.

Azara leaned her head sideways to whisper to me. “They don't smell foul like regular slay-loving rogues. Isn’t that strange? They are more coherent and stronger than the averag