Chapter 41: Protective Instincts
(Aurora's POV)
The pack hunt was entrancing to watch. The wolves moved with precision, their movements elegant under the bright moon. It was almost hypnotic, how they worked together, silent signals guiding them like one mind. I stood just outside their formation, keeping to the role Marcus had given me to observe and learn.
His wolf, Logan, was impossible not to notice. Large and commanding, his strength radiated with each controlled step. Marcus didn’t just lead the Shadow Warriors. He was their heartbeat in moments like these.
I was marveling at their grace when something shifted. A movement darted out from the coordinated patterns—a rival wolf, larger than most, stalking forward. My pulse jumped. He wasn’t following their deliberate rhythm. No.
