The moment Elias stepped from the shadows, the entire atmosphere shifted. The dark energy that had radiated from the shattered barrier still lingered, clinging to the air like a malevolent fog, and as the rogue wolves emerged from the treeline, their eyes gleaming with hunger and hatred, Olivia knew this battle would be unlike any they had fought before.
For a heartbeat, everything seemed to still. The world around them was filled with tension so thick it was almost tangible, the pack poised on the edge of chaos, waiting for the first move.
And then, with a deafening roar, the rogues charged.
The clearing erupted into violence as the rogue wolves, wild and feral, crashed into Antonio's warriors. The sound of growls, snapping jaws, and the clash of bodies filled the air, and Olivia's senses sharpened, adrenaline coursing through her veins as she shifted into her wolf form, her muscles coiled and ready for the fight.