RETH
The world went utterly silent to Reth's ears. He heard nothing but his own breath, his heart slamming, throbbing in his head as his mate, his beautiful, magnificent mate, snapped the neck of the wolf and did not let go, closing its windpipe with her jaws, bearing him to the ground then crouching over him, growling as he wriggled and whined but couldn't get free.
Around her a wave of wolves appeared, howling and slavering, the bloodlust upon them as they leaped towards her in defense of their brother—and Reth couldn't reach her in time. He was too far behind, and there were too many. Everything within him screamed against the death descending on her and their cub, lights sparked behind his eyes as terror lit his veins.
He threw himself forward, despairing, knowing he would never reach her before they did.
