Chapter 93

*Kaelen*

The wind shifted as we crossed into rogue territory—sharper, colder, laced with the iron tang of old magic and war. It moved through the trees like a whisper with teeth, brushing the back of my neck, making the hair rise along my arms even though I was already half-shifted. My senses were running wild, heightened not by adrenaline, but by something far more visceral. Something instinctual