The tension in the room snapped as Fred double-checked the door, his face a mask of urgency. Noelle stood frozen for a moment, her eyes darting to the windows. Samuel pulled me up, his grip firm but gentle, helping me steady myself as the room spun.
“We need to move. Now,” Fred hissed, his voice sharp and barely controlled. “They’ll break through in minutes.”
My legs were weak, barely able to hold my weight after what had just happened, but I forced myself to stand. My mind raced, overwhelmed by the searing pain still throbbing in my arm and the crushing realization of our failure. Somehow, Lisa had been expecting me to do something stupid, and now the wolves were coming.
Elenora stepped forward, her expression calm, though her eyes glowed with determination. “We don’t have time for reg
