Chapter 419

Third Person's POV

Gideon darted back into the fray like a silver-gray lightning bolt, his cedar pheromones sweeping the area with an icy aura.

He knew that rescuing one person at the cost of several would make the mission a failure.

When he reached Huxley, his hands already partially shifted, his wolf claws gleaming against the alloy blade.

His sideways slash, charged with werewolf-like explosive