Dante's POV
The night was heavy with silence as we moved through the dense forest, shadows clinging to the twisted branches. My men and I had been tracking the rogue king's pack for hours, carefully following the faint traces left behind. Every step we took was calculated — there was no room for mistakes.
The rogue king had taken the stolen omegas from the Golden Ray pack, holding them captive like commodities. But not for long. I wasn’t the same man I used to be. I had promised Liam — and myself — that I would bring them back.
We finally reached the outskirts of the rogue king's camp. The stench of blood and damp earth filled the air. Tents were scattered across the clearing, with barely any guards stationed outside. It was foolish, really — they had no idea we were coming. I gave my m
