Jolie Pov

Midnight approaches like a countdown to war.

The pack gathers in the compound's center, wolves in leather and steel, weapons checked and ready. The air feels dangerous.

I stand at the front, moonfire already building under my skin. The full moon hangs overhead, bloated feeding power into my veins.

"Listen up." Ryder's voice carries across the assembled wolves. "We're not going in blind. Gio's given us layouts, guard positions, and weak points. Luna's going to hit them hard and fast. ...