CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY SIX - THE FORBIDDEN RITUAL

Sweat beaded on Anna's brow as she pushed through the complex phrases, feeling the magic building with each syllable. Erik's grip on her hands tightened, anchoring her as the power surged around them. Just as the ritual reached its crescendo, a brilliant light erupted from the center of the circle. Anna gasped as images flashed before her eyes – ancient battles, hidden chambers, and at the center of it all, a glowing object that pulsed with otherworldly power. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the chamber. Anna's concentration shattered, the visions vanishing like smoke. She stumbled, nearly falling as the magical energy dissipated. "What was that?" Erik growled, his eyes scanning the room for threats. Before Anna could respond, shouts and the sound of running feet filtered down from above. The door to the chamber burst open, revealing a panicked-looking pack member. "Alpha!" he gasped. "We're under attack! Rogue werewolves, dozens of them. They've breached the mansion's defen