*~Lilith's POV~*
The white wolf came out of nowhere. One second, the carriage rattled down the path, Jonathan's arms crushing me against his chest, and the next, a blur of ivory fur slammed into us.
The impact was devastating… With a thunderous crack, the wolf's attack tore through the carriage, splintering wood into flying shards.
The driver was thrown into the air, landing in the mud with a sickening thud. The horses panicked, bolting into the night.
Jonathan reacted instantly. He wrapped his arms around me, shielding my body just before the carriage collapsed into a mangled heap of wood and iron.
The white wolf landed before us, its massive paws striking the ground with terrifying weight. Its low, guttural, feral growl shook the air, and those icy blue eyes burned with fury.
Jonathan's head snapped to me, lips curling. "Stay here. I'm coming."
