"You don’t understand, Eira," Kael’s voice was rough as if dragging each word from his throat. He was standing too close—too close for my comfort—but I couldn’t push him away. I was rooted to the spot, my heart racing. "It’s not just the packs anymore. We’re talking about something... ancient."
Ancient?
I stared at him, trying to process what he meant, but his words barely made sense. Everything felt like a blur, a fever dream I couldn’t wake up from. And yet, here we were, facing an enemy beyond anything we’d ever imagined. An enemy that wasn’t just a rival pack, or some rogue wolf. Something darker, more sinister.
"What are you saying?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
"The third force," Kael said, his eyes intense, burning with a mixture of fear and determination. "It’s been pull
