Kaelen’s POV……

The battlefield was still hours away, yet war already lived in my bones.

I stood at the highest ridge overlooking the gathered forces—packs united under one banner, armor catching the pale light of the wounded sky. The earth groaned beneath us, as if it already knew how much blood it would drink before the sun rose again.

This was it.

The final march.

I inhaled deeply, letting the scent of my warriors ground me—steel, leather, wolf, fear, resolve. They were ...