Sienna’s POV

The whole pack goes quiet after the demons retreat. Not a peaceful type of quiet. But the wrong kind. The kind that feels like the land itself is holding its breath.

Warriors stay frozen and in shock at the broken border, their weapons are still raised, their eyes scanning the trees where the last demon vanished. No one cheers. No one relaxes. Everyone knows this wasn’t a full assault. It was a warning. A big warning to them.

Then someone notices the ground. Dark smoke curls ...