Thirty-six years ago…
She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, Seraph—the wolf within her—urging her onward. Beside her, her younger brother struggled to keep up. She had to protect him at all costs. Every step brought them closer to the edge of their territory, and with each step, her chest tightened with dread.
Her brother’s small green eyes shimmered with tears as he glanced over his shoulder. “Will we… will we ever see her again?” he asked in a trembling voice.
She bent down, brushing his tousled hair back, her heart aching. “I will protect you, no matter what,” she whispered. “Do you understand? No matter what.” Together, they crossed into hostile land.
The territory beyond was chaos incarnate. Wolves clashed like raging storms, teeth flashing, fur matted with blood. It was a
