KELLY THOMPSON'S POV
My heart raced in my chest, a chaotic rhythm mirroring the storm brewing inside me. Standing at the edge of the royal palace, I looked out over the land I had sworn to protect, with the wind carrying whispers of an approaching tempest. The choice ahead was dangerous—one that could change the fate of my family and our people forever.
Alpha Biansky's pack loomed over us like a dark cloud, threatening the peace we had fought so hard to rebuild. The Old Wolf, consumed by vengeance and grief, would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. I could feel his fury simmering just beyond our borders, a grim warning of the chaos that could tear through our lands.