Aurora POV

We left for the ancient battlefield at dawn.

Gray, Beta John, and twenty of our strongest warriors came with me. The journey took most of the morning. As we got closer, the air changed. It felt heavier. Thicker.

My wolf stirred inside me. Uneasy.

"Do you feel that?" I asked Gray.

He nodded. His expression was tense. "Old magic. Very old."

The trees around us grew twisted and black. Their branches reached out like claws. Nothing lived here. No birds sang. No insects buzzed. Just ...