Chapter 50

• The night was silent, save for the sound of wolves moving through the shadows. The warriors were spread out, hidden in the trees, waiting for the order to strike. Elara stood with Damien at the head of the pack, her heart racing as the minutes stretched on.
• Suddenly, the distant sound of footsteps reached her ears. It was faint at first, but growing louder with each passing second. Elara’s breath hitched as she strained to listen, her heightened senses picking up the sound of a large group of wolves moving swiftly through the woods.
• "They’re here," she murmured to Damien, her voice tense.