Kayla’s POV
When Harrison declared war on The Obsidian Pack as the Alpha of The Dark Night Pack, the entire world of werewolves was thrown into shock. Television, radio, the internet—almost everywhere was discussing the war and the war's slogan: revenge.
I hadn't entered the frontline of the war, but I was still on edge all day, fearing that something would happen to Harrison in the battle.
Finally, on the third day after the declaration of war, Harrison, covered in blood, brought Alexander before me.
"Are you okay, Harrison?"
I paid no attention to the already limp Alexander on the ground and anxiously rushed toward Harrison, who was covered in blood, continually checking with my eyes if he had any injuries.
"Don't worry, I'm fine," Harrison reassured me as he pressed me onto the couch. "You know, facing someone like him, I don't even need to use force. This isn't my blood."