The air crackles with tension as the two packs stand face-to-face, the weight of Lena’s decisions now hanging heavy in the balance. The battlefield before us is barren, a desolate stretch of land where the remnants of war are about to be written in blood. Magnus's pack stands at the ready, their eyes cold with determination, while Elias’s pack forms behind us, equally prepared but united by something deeper than just the promise of victory. There’s something else—something powerful and fierce—that binds us together.
I stand at the forefront, heart pounding, eyes scanning the horizon. This is it. The moment I knew would come but couldn’t prepare for.
Lena.
I hear Elias’s voice beside me, steady and calm despite the chaos surrounding us. “You don’t have to do this, you know.”
I turn my h
