The battlefield roared with chaos.Blood painted the soil, and the air reeked of fury, death, and dark magic. Lucian and Theo’s wolves tore through Lila’s strongest warriors like blades through paper. Their claws struck with precision, their eyes glowing with unrelenting rage.

Lila’s face twisted in disbelief as more of her men fell. Their cries for help, their agonized howls—it all blended into a haunting chorus that made even her own heart falter.

Furious and desperate, she screamed, ...