Chapter 60

Alexander's POV The battlefield was filled with clashing steel, and the cries of the wounded. The scent of blood thickened the air. I led the charge. My claws moved through the enemy ranks, cutting down the wolves of the Dune Kingdom without hesitation. My claws slashed through flesh, severing limbs. One lunged at me from the side. He was a massive wolf with fangs bared and claws outstretched. I ducked under his swipe, pivoting smoothly before driving my claws into his gut. His breath hitched. His eyes widened in shock before I twisted my claws and ripped them free. Blood sprayed across my face, warm and sticky. He crumpled at my feet. His body twitched before going still. I heard another snarl behind me. Instinct took over. I spun, raising my hand just in time to block an incoming strike. The force sent tremors up my arms, but I held my ground. My opponent, a Dune warrior with sand-colored fur, pushed against my hand with strength. "You fight well, Alpha," he sneered, fangs flashing.