CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-ONE WALKING INTO HER TRAP

LUCA'S POV As the moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale light over the forest, I could feel the tension mounting. My muscles tensed as I prepared to shift, glancing at Enzo who stood beside me. We exchanged a brief nod, a silent agreement passing between us. It was time. The transformation was quick, my bones cracking and reshaping as my wolf form took over. The world sharpened, every scent and sound amplified. The rest of the warriors followed suit, their massive forms dark silhouettes against the night. I could feel the energy pulsing through the pack, a collective focus on the task ahead. I took the lead, my paws pounding the earth as we surged forward, moving with a speed that only a wolf in its prime could achieve. The wind rushed past us, carrying the scent of the forest, but there was something else too—an eerie stillness that gnawed at my instincts. As we neared Xander’s territory, that unsettling feeling only grew stronger. The air was thick with the scent of damp e