#Chapter 41: Matching Marks

Draken

Everything happened in a blur, even for my own keen werewolf senses.

The dogs charged, their wild eyes locked onto Zev like predators zeroing in on prey. Foam dripped from their jaws, their pupils blown wide. My muscles tensed, instinct screaming at me to move—to get between them and Zev, to protect him with everything I had.

But before I could even react, another form was throwing itself i