Carter's POV
The training field was almost empty.
Only a few warriors remained, grunting through their final drills as the sun slipped lower behind the treeline. I stood at the edge, arms crossed, trying,and failing,to focus on the punches and blocks in front of me.
Everything felt wrong.
The world was wrong.
The longer Ruby was gone, the heavier the wrongness sat in my chest, a weight I couldn’t shake no matter how many rounds I fought or how many miles I ran.
Forget her, my father said.
She made her choice.
But my heart knew better.
And deep down, so did my wolf.
Kale prowled under my skin, restless, agitated, snarling every time Jake’s name crossed my mind.
Something was happening.
I could feel it.
I turned to leave, about to head back to the barracks, when I caught a flas
