Chapter Seven – The Shadowfang Warning
The next morning dawned gray and heavy, the sky cloaked in clouds that threatened rain. The pack house stirred early, wolves moving about with tense energy. Patrols had been doubled just as Damian ordered, but the sense of unease had only grown.
Lila sat on the training field, wrapping linen around her bruised shoulder. Every muscle in her body ached from Marcus’s relentless drills, but she didn’t complain. Pain was her constant companion now, and strangely, it fueled her determination.
Clara plopped down beside her with a huff. “I swear, Marcus is trying to kill us.”
“He’s preparing us,” Lila replied quietly, tying the bandage with a wince. “Something’s coming. I can feel it.”
Clara frowned, studying her friend. “You’ve been… different lately. S
