Beneath the full moon's glow, the fields felt like a luminous battleground, grass and earth shrouded in silver light. Towering trees loomed like ancient sentinels, their branches swaying in a solemn dance with the wind.
The air around us was tense with anticipation, as nature itself held her breath, waiting to bear witness to the battle that was about to unfold.
Ezra's eyes narrowed as he faced me, the moonlight reflecting off his dark hair.
"So, little brother," he sneered, his voice carrying an edge of mockery. "You finally decided to challenge me. Or did you simply grow tired of living in my shadow?"
"This isn't about shadows, Ezra. "I met his gaze, a mixture of determination and defiance burning within me. "It's about what's right for the pack. You've lost sight of that, consumed
