The air was thick, heavy with tension and the scent of wolves. Ivy stood surrounded, her claws half out, her eyes locked on Sophia and Evelyn. The forest around them had gone silent, as though it was holding its breath.Evelyn was the first to move, her smirk cruel and deliberate. “What’s wrong, Ivy? No one to protect you now?”

Ivy didn’t answer. Her muscles were tight, her body coiled like a spring. The moment Evelyn stepped forward, Ivy lunged.

Their bodies collided with a sharp ...