Max's POV
My heart pounded as I absorbed their entire plan. “Bobby,” I hissed, “we need to stop them now—before these curses and blights take root. They’re planning to destroy us from every angle. If they succeeded, it wouldn’t just be war—it would be collapse. No bond. No unity. No pack.”
He tightened his grip on his knives, eyes blazing. I caught his eye and gave a subtle nod. He met my gaze, and for a moment, the fear melted into focus. He didn’t flinch—he was ready. “Then let’s make sure they never get the chance.”
“How did they know our strategy?” Bobby asked with a hint of fear in his voice.
“That’s a great question but now isn’t the time to figure it out,” I replied.
Bobby and I moved closer to the witches. The air thickened with magic, heavy and metallic. Every breath felt lik
