CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
The moon hangs heavy in the sky, a silent witness to the chaos unfurling below. My heart drums a wild rhythm as I stare into the woods where shadows morph into sinister shapes. This time, they're not just phantoms of my imagination; they're rogue wolves, their eyes glinting with malice and hunger for mayhem.
"Grace, stay close," Lucas's voice cuts through the tension, his hand gripping mine with a strength that belies his calm demeanor. He doesn't see me as weak, not like the others. Even now, as danger looms, his faith in me is unwavering.
"Lucas, I can fight," I insist, pulling away to stand on my own. In the past, I couldn't shift, my wolf buried deep within, but now she's a part of me, ready to protect our pack. I feel her just beneath my skin, aching to break fre
