Luca’s POV
The air was thick with the scent of war, smoke, steel, and bloodlust.
The clans had mobilized. Warriors trained harder, fortifying their defenses, sharpening weapons, and reinforcing the borders. The First Clan stood at the center, becoming the stronghold where strategies were formed.
Yet, despite all of this, my name was being dragged through the dirt.
I could hear the whispers—the rumors that spread like wildfire.
"Luca hid the truth."
"He protected Elara after she killed one of his pack."
"Can he still be trusted?"
The accusations burned deep, but I did not let them show. I had learned long ago that weakness was a dangerous thing to expose—especially in times of war.
So, I pushed forward.
We had found more survivors—wolves who had escaped the hunters' attacks but ha
