CHAPTER 19: THE GATHERING DARKNESS
Night returned to Chicago like a slow, creeping shadow.
The fragile peace after the last battle did not last long. The sky above the ruined city darkened once more, clouds swirling unnaturally, as if the heavens themselves sensed the coming storm. A cold wind swept through broken streets and shattered towers, whispering of danger, of war not yet finished.
Kevin stood at the edge of a ruined rooftop, staring into the distance. His wolf instincts were restless, pacing beneath his skin. Every sound, every movement in the city felt wrong.
“They’re moving again,” he muttered.
Behind him, Rwanda stepped forward, silent as moonlight. Her crimson eyes glowed faintly in the darkness. She had sensed it too, the growing pressure in the air, the gathering of da
