Chapter 51 Westville Reckoning.

The tension in the air was thick as we gathered in the dimly lit cabin, the smell of damp wood mingling with the scent of fear. The relief of freeing Liam was short-lived, replaced by the grim reality that the hunters would retaliate—and soon. We had just returned from a perilous mission, but there was no time to rest. Noah paced back and forth, his jaw clenched, and eyes narrowed in thought. "The hunters know we've freed Liam," he said, his voice tight with anger. "They won't take this lightly. They'll be looking for revenge." Evelyn, who had been standing near the window, turned to face us. "We need to prepare for the worst. The hunters are ruthless, and they'll stop at nothing to make an example out of someone." "But who will they target next?" I asked, a knot forming in my stomach. The hunters had already caused so much pain and suffering. If they were planning something bigger, it could mean devastation for all of us. Noah stopped pacing and looked at each of us in turn. "Gary