Ruby’s POV
The weight of the prophecy sat heavily on my chest.
A fate entwined with destruction or salvation.
The Council feared me. They saw my powers as unstable, unpredictable. And if they believed I was the wolf from the prophecy, I knew exactly what they would do.
They would eliminate me.
Manson had been tense since we uncovered the prophecy. His mind was already strategizing, preparing for the war that was bound to come.
But I couldn’t sit and wait for them to make a move.
I had to strike first.
A Silent Threat
That night, I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw flickering images of wolves bowing in fear, Manson drenched in blood, the world crumbling around me.
I jolted awake, heart racing.
Something felt off.
Manson’s arm was draped around my waist, his breath
