~ Isabella’s POV

The night was our ally, and under its veil, we moved like shadows. It was the hour when the moon’s pull strengthened us, when the air hummed with the magic of witches and wizards who had agreed to fight by our side. This was not a decision I had made lightly, but now that it was made, there was no turning back.

We attacked in phases, calculated and deliberate. Our strategy was clear: weaken the enemy from the bottom up, targeting the least powerful of the werewolves and ...