Chapter109: In the mind of an ally

ALPHA MARKUS'POV  The earth trembled beneath my paws, a testament to the ferocity of the battle that raged around us. The air was thick with the scent of blood and brimstone, choking my nostrils as I surged forward, leading my pack into the heart of the skirmish. Metal clashed against claw, the haunting cries of the wounded melding with the snarls of combatants locked in a deadly dance. We were outnumbered but undeterred, our determination unyielding as stone. Each member of the allied forces fought with a tenacity born of desperation, knowing full well what defeat would mean. Our enemy, The Dark Angels, a group of ugly spirits associated to the Black Faes, had descended upon us like a plague, their dark magic seeping into the very soil we stood on, corrupting all it touched. I could see it in the eyes of my kin-eyes that looked to me for strength, for guidance. They fought not just for survival, but for the future of our world, a place where the moon's children might howl in peace onc