Elara’s POV The forest swallowed us whole.Branches clawed at my cloak, the air wet with the scent of coming violence. Behind me, the pack thundered like a single creature, breath, paws, steel. Ahead, Kael was a shadow breaking through shadows, his wolf close to the surface, movements too sharp, too precise to be human for long.“Hold formation!” he barked.His voice sliced through the noise, steady, unyielding. And still, I could taste his fear beneath the command. It wasn’t for himself. It was for me.The moonlight slipped between the trees, staining everything silver and white. I caught flashes, eyes glinting where there shouldn’t have been any, the tremor of torches in the distance.The smell hit next, burning oil. Then iron. Then something older.Something that made my wolf whine low in my chest.The eastern border came into view—a ridge overlooking the valley. From there, I saw them.Lines of figures moving with military precision, not rogues, not bandits. Banners rippled in th
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