Forty-One: Fight The Fight.

ELIANA.

I jerked up from the floor, barely avoiding being trampled upon by the agitated members of the Pack who searched for a way to flee the crumbling building. The structure could barely contain such an uproar and Jaxon bursting through the roof did severely more harm than good.

Screams echoed around me as I lifted my gaze. One second, I saw Nora and the next, she had disappeared. She had made it clear that she wanted to fight me, from the marks she’d sliced across my face and the low growling that seemed to stem from thin air.

“I know you’re up there!” I yelled, the structure returned an echo once everyone had left but it also groaned and threatened to collapse around me. “It doesn’t have to end this way—“ But before I could even complete my sentence, there she came, pouncing from the walls and landing across my body. I fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

She parted her mouth open and a drop of wolf saliva fell across my face. Her claws dug into the sides of my neck as she howle