chapter 183

Fuck. Could Amora even survive what exists in the other realm? Unease prickles up my spine at how close we just came to losing her.

We need to take those shadows out, I tell my brothers. As fast as we can.

We’re yanked back into combat as several of Quinton’s wolves burst into our little circle, breaking up the party.

I pounce on the nearest Blood Moon wolf, taking him down to the ground, while Malix and Frost tag team a shadow shifter. Picking up the wolf with my teeth, I fling him at two more advancing wolves, taking them down like pins in a bowling lane.

When I glance back up, Malix and Frost are having trouble with their shadow shifter. The beast is big, and he must’ve been pumped full of more shadow magic than the rest, because he fights almost like a Berserker, wild and brutal. I leap over one of the fallen wolves and head toward them to help, only to stop cold as Amora screams my name.

Kian!

Whirling around, I find her darting over the uneven terrain in a mad zigzag pattern whi