The air crackled with tension, thick enough to slice with a single breath. I stood on the edge of the battlefield, the crimson moon hanging low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the deserted land. Every footstep felt like it echoed, a reminder of how far I had come from the broken girl Kael had cast aside.
Kael stood across from me, his dark eyes burning with fury and pride. His wolf form was barely contained within the human shell. He was every inch the Alpha he had once been, his aura demanding submission. But not from me. Not anymore.
Lucian's hand was warm on my shoulder, a silent promise of support. His presence was a quiet strength, but it was my own power I had come to rely on. I was no longer the healer I once was. I was something more—something deadly.
“Are you ready, Cele
