*~Aurora's POV~*
The tension was thick enough to choke on. The wolves circled me, eyes glowing, teeth bared. I could feel the hatred rolling off them like heat from a fire. I clenched my fists, willing myself to stay calm.
I didn't want to kill anyone today.
Today had already been bad enough. My heart was still bleeding, my head still echoing Leon's words. I didn't need another reason to bathe my hands in blood.
Still… if they pushed me, I would.
I drew in a deep breath, steadying myself. But then...it hit me.
A strange breeze slithered through the clearing, cold and light, but carrying something that made every hair on my body rise. The air changed, charged, whispering of power that wasn't mine.
Something… someone else was here.
The wolves stiffened too. They felt it. The leader — tall, gruff, scar across his cheek smirked at me. "Do you call for backup, witch?" he growled.
I tilted my head. "I thought you were more than enough to handle me."
