Chapter 82

*Rowan*

Blood. Everywhere.

The sharp metallic scent filled my nostrils, mingling with the bitter stench of sweat and death as I tore through the rogue wolves with single-minded focus. My claws were slick with blood, my muscles burning with the strain of battle, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.

I wasn’t fighting for survival. I was fighting for my family.

The chaos around me was a blur—snarls an