Chapter 27: The Unsettling Dream
(Elara's POV)
Fog swirled around me, thick and suffocating. I couldn't see more than a few feet ahead, yet I could hear them coming – heavy footsteps and the ominous clinking of metal.
My heart pounded against my ribs as dark figures emerged from the mist. Pack enforcers. Their faces were hard, eyes cold as they surrounded me in a tight circle that left no path for escape.
"No," I whispered, backing away only to bump into another enforcer behind me.
The tallest one stepped forward, silver chains dangling from his gloved hands. The metal gleamed menacingly in the dim light – silver, the one metal that could weaken a werewolf's power, burn our skin, prevent shifting.
"Please," I begged as they closed in. "What have I done?"
But they paid no atte
