Chapter 123

“Together, we have a chance to win this.”

She gave a small nod, her gaze turning back to the wolves as they trained.

“We do.”

As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the compound, I called the wolves together for one final gathering. We sat around the fire, the warmth of the flames a stark contrast to the chill in the air, each wolf lost in their own thoughts, yet united by the same purpose.

This was the calm before the storm, a final moment of peace before the chaos that awaited us.

One by one, wolves began sharing stories—tales of past battles, memories of loved ones, reminders of what we were fighting for. I listened, feeling the power of their words, the strength that came from each wolf’s commitment to the pack.

Dante leaned close to me, his voice a low murmur.