"KELLLLYYYYY"
Solomon's voice echoed in his head followed by the shriek of his wolf.
The gold wolf turned around in time to see a massive spear flying directly at him.
He roared in surprise at the weapon and rolled out of the way.
He wasn't fast enough, the spear grazed his shoulder, but he would live.
What the hell had that been.
He had never seen a weapon like that before.
He felt that Gaius was still seated on his back, which was surprisingly but fortunate.
He wasn't sure how he would explain to his mate that her father had fallen to his death.
He scanned the humans below, searching for the source of the spear, and a faint clicking reached his ears.
He looked to the left and found what he was looking for.
It was not a spear that had just draw blood, but a large bolt from a crossbow.
It was currently aimed at him once again.