Zack’s POV
The world came down in fire and stone.
The cavern shook so violently I swore the mountain itself would split in half. My ears rang with the deafening crash of stalactites breaking free, plummeting like jagged spears. Dust and grit choked the air, turning the torchlight into a fog of shadows. My claws dug into the fractured ground as the floor bucked beneath my boots.
“MOVE!” I roared, my Lycan voice tearing through the chaos like a war horn.
Lilly’s hand was in mine, warm, steady, alive — the only tether keeping me sane in the storm of collapse. Behind us, Sam and Ashley scrambled up from the rubble, blood streaking their faces, but their eyes burned with the same fire: survive, fight, finish this.
The mountain was trying to bury us alive.
Stone thundered down, blocking th
