CHAPTER 18: THE TURNING TIDE
The city of Chicago lay in ruins, yet the storm that had long plagued its skyline had begun to break. Rays of pale sunlight pierced through the heavy clouds, glinting off shattered glass and twisted steel. The streets were scarred, blackened with smoke and ash, but a sense of hope lingered, a fragile pulse amid the destruction.
Kevin, crouched atop a collapsed skyscraper in his massive wolf form, surveyed the battlefield. Golden eyes glimmered with vigilance as he scanned the streets below. Shadow wolves still roamed, but their coordinated assault had faltered. Their attacks had been disrupted, broken apart by the combined might of Kevin, Rwanda, and Rowan.
Beside him, Rwanda’s presence was steady, almost regal. Her crimson eyes burned with determination, re
