The full moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow on the desolate street as Kiara lay half dead on the cold pavement, her body battered and broken. Blood stained her matted fur, and every breath she took was labored and painful. Her inner wolf was the only form of life left within her, a flickering flame desperately clinging to existence.
Petra, her loyal and protective inner wolf, paced back and forth within Kiara's mind. She could sense the life slipping away from her host, her voice filled with urgency as she yelled at Kiara.
"Kiara, don't you dare give up now!" Petra's voice was filled with determination. "You have to fight for your baby, for our future. You can't leave them alone in this cruel world!"
