The camp was filled with a frenzy of movement as wolves shifted and prepared for the looming battle. Lena could barely keep up as Marcus and Damien barked orders to their respective warriors. Her heart was pounding, not just from the threat of the hunters closing in but from the unspoken tension lingering between the two Alphas.
Lena tried to steady her breathing, her eyes darting around the camp as she watched wolves arm themselves. She could feel Marcus’s protective gaze following her, even when he was issuing commands. But it was Damien’s intense, brooding stare that made her stomach twist into knots.
“Lena, over here,” Marcus called out, breaking through her racing thoughts. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the shadows of a nearby cabin. His blue eyes were filled with worry. “
