Dominic’s POV
The air was thick with tension as I, Harry, and Hugo rode fast through the forest paths, heading straight to the North Boulder. My wolf was restless. Something didn’t feel right.
The wind was sharp, and the trees seemed too quiet. No birds. No movement.
We were halfway to the border when it happened.
Out of nowhere, boom!
An explosion of light hit the ground in front of us, throwing dirt and smoke in all directions. Our horses reared back and we jumped off, already shifting into defense.
Shadows moved around us. Five… six… no, eight figures came out from behind the trees. Rogues. But not the usual kind.
These ones were fast, silent, dressed in all black with strange red symbols painted across their chests. Their eyes glowed faintly. But it was the woman in the middle t
