Ivy POV

The screams reached me before the flames did.

The lower district was already burning. Wolves ran everywhere—some carrying children, some dragging the wounded, some fighting soldiers right in the streets. Smoke filled the air so fast that my eyes stung with every breath.

I didn’t stop. I didn’t slow down. I pushed through the chaos with my hands glowing, the Luna mark burning across my skin.

“Move out of the way!” I shouted as two warriors carried a bleeding wolf toward ...