~LYRA'S POV~
The first one that reached me moved faster than anything I'd trained against.
I read the angle a half second before contact, something in the way its weight shifted, the particular lean of something that had decided where it was going, and I moved sideways instead of back, which meant it passed through the space I'd just vacated and I was already moving into its exposed flank before it could redirect.
My wolf was fully present. Not surging, not fighting for control, just there, giving me everything she had without argument. The Moonborn light on my arms was silver-bright in the red moonlight and when I struck it had force behind it that I'd never been able to access in training.
The wolf dropped.
Another came immediately. Then two more. I stopped counting and started moving.
