The morning wore on, the soft rustle of movement and quiet conversations filling the cave. Alessa had taken over tending to the fire, her deft hands breaking kindling and feeding the flames to keep them alive. The warmth spread through the space, chasing away the lingering chill of the night. Dominic had moved to the entrance, his silhouette framed by the golden light filtering through the narrow opening. He stood sentinel, his sharp gaze scanning the horizon, ever watchful for signs of danger.
Lila remained where she was, her body still recovering, but the stirrings of her wolf brought a subtle energy to her limbs. It was strange, almost overwhelming at first, like waking a part of herself she didn’t fully understand yet. But alongside the unfamiliar sensation was a flicker of hope—fragi
