THIRTY

Titus pov

As soon as we got to the action, Leo nearly emptied the content of my goddamn stomach. I had to fight the moron not to vomit out the godly cookies I munched on earlier.

I cared about my best friend, I really did, but I also worshiped the cookies.

But now that I was looking at the carnage through the eyes of my wolf, his reaction kind of made sense. The woods were a bloody mess - literally.

There were body parts all over the place - heads, limbs and torsos even hanging in the trees and in the middle of the mess, laid my best friend, still in his beast form.

We approached him with caution. Xabath’s chest rose and fell, so he was breathing. He held a massive spine in his claws - that moron and his obsession with spines was unbelievable.

However, when Leo got close enough to assert the damage, both of us froze. A massive chunk of flesh was missing from Xabath’s left side, between where the hip and ribs were. I was surprised I couldn’t see intestines hanging out of the body.