Calix and Luke were still at each other’s throat. Calix swiping at him to dig out the Crown Prince’s eyes, whereas Luke struggled to kick him away as he snapped at the Vampire King’s arms. Clarisse knew it was slowly tipping to Luke’s disadvantage.
“AWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
Clarisse’s howl took everyone’s attention, even that of the vampires. The elegant looking silvery white wolf with the purple eyes, the Crystal Forest pack’s ex-Luna, finally showed up. There had been a number of casualties, but the sight of her beauty seemed to have lifted the spirits of everyone fighting the vampires.
Even Calix was struck by the immense majesty of Clarisse’s wolf form. Her amethyst eyes, sparkling – no – burning with passion, were looking straight at him as he was wrestling the Werewolf Kingdom’s Crown Prince. Somehow, an overwhelming feeling washed upon him.
“Let go of him, Calix,” Clarisse said.