I move through the house like a fever dream, my bare feet barely touching the floor as the wolves guide me toward their den. Cole leads the procession, his massive body clearing our path, while Juan presses against my right side, his smaller form providing balance my heat-weakened legs can't maintain. Michael and Nero flank us, their powerful bodies creating a moving fortress that surrounds me as we navigate the hallways. I'm only partially conscious, the heat haze making everything blur ...