The forest light hung heavy and low, cloaking the treetops in silver mist as five wolves carved through the forest like lightning. Leaves rustled beneath heavy paws. Wind howled past their ears. It should’ve been peaceful. But nothing about tonight felt calm.
Kieran, in his massive midnight black dire wolf form, led the charge, his silver undertones pulsing through his fur like the tide, his glowing eyes scanning every shadow. Jordan and Jasmine flanked his sides in perfect symmetry, their calico-colored coats marked with a shock of white that spiraled out from the crown of their heads. Their glowing white eyes gave them a ghostlike presence.
Raymond, sleek and black as pitch, loped beside them with unwavering focus.
And behind them, running like a current of silver fire, was Harmony, h
