Damian
The moment the King gave the order, the forest exploded into deafening motion. Warriors shifted into their Wolves and Lycans mid‑stride, fur bursting through skin, bones snapping into new shapes, and growls filling the air. Some of us stayed in human form, our blades drawn, and our eyes glowing with the promise of violence, all ready to kill any enemy we came into contact with. The air vibrated with power and fury. Every Dalgaard present shared one single instinct: save Stella, no matter what it cost us.
We reached the facility after what felt like hours of running. It didn’t take us hours, but longer than I would have liked.
Now, hundreds and hundreds of us are standing on top of the mountain, waiting for the King’s next orders. I feel like we’re wasting time!
“It won’t have es
