KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

The air crackled with the static of an incoming transmission, and my heart skipped a beat. Elara Windrider's voice pierced the silence, urgent and strained, "Luna Kelly, we've got trouble. Scout's just identified-Alpha Biansky's pack is on the move, heading straight for us."

I felt the weight investigated leadership settle over me like a cloak as I absorbed the news. The threat we had anticipated was no longer a distant shadow; it was bearing down upon us with the full ...