Chapter 96

The Ominous Warning

Ryder found it hard to find sleep that night. The packhouse was hushed, the corridors silent, yet an ominous weight hung in the air as if a tempest was on the horizon. He lay on his back, gazing at the wooden beams overhead, listening to her gentle breathing next to him. She had finally fallen into a serene slumber—something she had struggled with for days—and he didn’t want to disturb her.

Yet, the feeling that something was approaching wouldn’t leave him.

The moon floated low outside the window, casting a pale silver glow across their space. It felt too serene. Too quiet. Ryder’s wolf was restless within him, filled with an uneasy energy.

Then, without any warning, the temperature in the room plummeted.

A chill breeze swept through, despite the tightly closed windows. Ryder sprang upright, every instinct ignited. His breath came out in clouds. His wolf growled in warning.

“Not again,” Ryder muttered to himself.

But it was already unfolding.

The shadows in the roo