The night was still, yet thick with tension. Under the cold gaze of the full moon, the group stepped beyond the boundaries of Havenwood. The Seer remained behind, her eyes solemn, watching as destiny prepared to unfold.
There, standing like a dark god before them, was King Cassius Tenebris, his black cloak billowing like smoke in the wind. His presence alone drew the warmth from the air. His eyes, cold and merciless, surveyed them all with a cruel grin.
"So," he said slowly, "the mighty wolves of Lupendralis, a rebellious prince, and a child vampire, all united under the protection of a werewolf girl? How touching." His voice was smooth, mocking. "Are you all ready to meet your end?"
Without another word, King Cassius blurred forward, a shadow slicing through the wind. His target was Ki
