Zara – First Person POV
I froze, breath caught in my throat, my skin prickling with a warning I couldn't quite place. The Blood Moon was still climbing the horizon, not yet at its peak, but the air carried a charge that made my bones itch. Something was out there. Watching and waiting.
Then the shadow shifted again.
My stomach plummeted because I recognized it immediately, those burning eyes, the massive bulk, the thick pelt as black as midnight.
It was the rogue. The same one that had attacked me in the hallway that day with Atlas. Only now, under the half-veiled moon, its form was sharper, darker, towering over me. Black fur rippled across its body, glowing eyes fixed on me. It was too big, nearly 6'10, monstrous in a way no wolf should be.
Before I could even form a tho
