CHAPTER 38: THE HUNT
“Run.”
The word tore from Caelum’s lips like a curse—a sound he never thought he’d utter. Not to her. Not to his mate.
But the battlefield told the truth his pride refused to admit.
They were losing.
Smoke curled above the shattered trees as blood soaked the soil beneath their feet. Bodies—both friend and foe—lay strewn like broken dolls in the wake of Lucio’s retaliation. Roars of enraged wolves echoed through the trees, their howls thick with vengeance.
But it was Kaya’s voice—sweet, cruel, and echoing through the fire-hazed woods—that shook Caelum to his core.
“She’s here! The Luna b***h is here!”
They were close. Too close.
Caelum turned to Catleya, his golden eyes burning, his chest heaving. “You have to go. Now.”
She shook her head, her lips trembling,
