Estela – POV
When I left the house, I wasn’t sure it would still be standing by the time I returned—but to my surprise, the apartment building was completely intact when the kids and I got back from lunch. Unfortunately, that’s where the good news ended.
As the elevator doors slid open to the top floor, I was immediately greeted by the sound of snarls and shattering glass.
"Kids, stay here," I instructed, guiding them into the hallway. "Promise me."
"We promise," four tiny voices echoed in unison.
I bolted toward the apartment door, barely dodging out of the way as two enormous wolves crashed against it. I screamed and stumbled backward, trying to process what I was seeing. The two wolves were a blur of fur and teeth, moving too fast to separate—but I could tell Eric was bleeding. Blo
