Stephanie's Perspective:
Barely a thought spared, I burst through the packhouse doors and, with a surge of adrenaline, I shifted into my wolf form, Aurina. The transformation came with a rush of strength—but also fear that chilled my bones.
"Aurina! We must save Brock!" My voice trembled, the words barely a whisper to my other half.
Aurina's presence flared within my mind, fierce and unyielding, echoing my own determination. Her spirit, once a gentle murmur, now roared with purpose. "Stephi, they haven't claimed him yet—and they won't. Death will have to contend with us first!" Her vow coursed through us, igniting a fire to fight, to protect, to survive.”
Aurina soothed my torment, stirred by the dread of Brock's demise. "Steph, he perished for only an instant and has returned; I sen
