The moment Kade’s voice vanished into the night, a chilling howl erupted—followed by the thunder of hundreds of paws crashing through the trees. The rogues surged across the shallow river, claws flashing under the moonlight, eyes glowing with bloodlust.
Evelyn didn’t hesitate.
Aria launched forward, her silver-white fur blazing like lightning in the dark. She struck the first rogue with a ferocity that split the air, jaws clamping around his throat and throwing him aside like a rag doll. Warriors poured in behind her—Ronan’s elite unit flanking left, Damien’s soldiers charging from the eastern ridge.
The battlefield exploded into chaos.
Steel clanged. Wolves collided. Snarls and screams pierced the night.
But Evelyn moved with purpose, a force of nature at the center of the storm.
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