The tension in the air was thick, suffocating. The war drums of fate had been beating for far too long, and now, standing on the precipice of everything I had come to know, I realized that there was no turning back. Elias and I were preparing for the final battle—the one that would determine not only our futures but the very future of our packs.
I stood at the edge of the clearing, the wind whipping my hair around, my heart pounding in my chest. The night felt heavier than it had ever before. The moon hung high in the sky, a silent witness to everything that was about to unfold. The thought of what we were about to do—what we were about to lose—pulled at me in ways I couldn’t express. This wasn’t just about power anymore. It was about survival.
Elias moved up beside me, his presence so f
