CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
Flames lick at the edges of my vision, desperate tendrils reaching for something to consume. The acrid smell of smoke clogs my senses as I stumble through the chaos unfolding around me. The pack village, a place of safety and community, is nothing but a raging inferno. The heat presses against my skin, a suffocating blanket that threatens to sear my flesh.
I try to scream, to call for help, but the roar of the fire drowns out my voice. My heart races, thudding in my chest like a drumbeat of impending doom. Around me, the structures of our village crumble into embers and ash, the life we've built disintegrating before my eyes.
In the midst of this hellish landscape, I spot something peculiar—an untouched calendar pinned against a wall that miraculously stands amid the d
