Battle Lines

Kaia's POV

The moon hung low over the camp, casting the clearing in a soft, silvery glow. Fires burned in tight circles, warriors gathered around them like moths to light, their faces grim but determined. The night smelled of steel, smoke, and wild resolve—the scent of wolves preparing for war.

I stood beside Bastian at the heart of the clearing, the map of our lands spread across a rough wo