The air was thick with tension, the clamor of clashing warriors ringing in my ears as I stood at the edge of the battlefield, watching the chaos unfold. I had never imagined it would come to this. Elias’s pack and Magnus’s were at war, and it was all because of me. My heart raced as the weight of the decision I had made pressed down on me. Was I leading us toward salvation, or was I digging a deeper hole, one from which neither of our packs could ever escape?
I could hear Elias’s steady breath beside me, his presence grounding, but even he couldn’t block out the sounds of fighting. His grip tightened around my hand, and I knew that despite the calm exterior, he was feeling the same uncertainty I was. The weight of my lineage, of my power, was overwhelming. I could feel it pulsing within m
