The battle was chaos. I found Kai bleeding near the tree line, and I dragged him back, snarling at any rogue that came close.
Then I saw them — Rylan and Darius, locked in a fight to the death.
Corvin’s voice rang in my head: One Alpha will die.
And suddenly I knew the choice — kill Darius and bind the curse tighter… or let Rylan die and free myself.
The decision burned in my chest.
Blood slicked the ground beneath my hands as I dragged Kai to safety, ignoring the pain burning in my own limbs. His shallow breaths stabbed at my heart — every second counted.
Ahead, the clash between Rylan and Darius tore through the night like thunder. Their snarls echoed off the trees, fury and desperation entwined in every strike.
Corvin’s warning haunted me, sharp and cold: One Alpha will die.
I stumbled forward, torn between loyalty and survival, the weight of the curse heavy on my soul.
A voice inside me whispered dark temptation — Let him die. Free yourself.
But another, louder and fiercer, screamed for Rylan — the man who had marked me, fought for me, and believed in me.
Tears blurred my vision as I made my choice.
I would fight — not just for Rylan, but for the fragile hope that love could break even the darkest curse.
With a roar, I charged into the fray, claws bared and heart blazing.
This war wasn’t over yet.