#Chapter25 Battle Born

Violet The rogue wolves snarled, their fangs bared as they barreled towards us. “Brace yourself!” Theodore yelled. I dug my heels in to the bench and grabbed something. The wolves slammed against the sides of the carriage. I could hear the guards crying out and the sound of the steam engine creaking and sputtering as we toppled over. The wolves howled and circled the carriage. I felt it hit the ground and skid as if we were on the edge of a cliff. Were we? “Out of the carriage!” I yelled, feeling it teeter. Theodor kicked the back window out and we scrambled through it and into the frey. Adrenaline coursed through me, the instinct to fight rising even as my heart raced. The scent of blood and grime filled the air. Theodore pulled out a dagger from his belt as the guards fought their way toward us. We were backed up against a steep incline. The carriage was partially wedged between two trees and stuck. One of the guards was injured, lying on the ground but seemingly still