Chapter FourThe night was thick with fog, the air damp and still, as if the earth itself was holding its breath.Aria stood at the northern ridge, her senses heightened, eyes locked on the distant forest that marked the edge of their territory. Every hair on her body was on edge. Her wolf paced restlessly beneath her skin, pushing against the barrier of her human form.She glanced over at Kael, who stood beside her, silent, his arms crossed. His usual calm presence was tinged with something darker tonight his jaw clenched, his gaze fixed ahead, unblinking.“They’re gathering,” Lyra said from behind them, her voice low and laced with tension. “Just beyond the trees.”“Zane?” Aria asked, her heart already pounding. She knew the answer before it left her lips.Lyra nodded. “And the witch.”Aria felt a cold shiver crawl up her spine. “What kind of witch?”Lyra took a slow breath. “A cursed one. Banished by her own kind. Dark magic. Twisted soul.”Kael growled low in his throat, the sound
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