Surge of determination

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

The dawn broke with a heavy mist hanging low over the forest, casting an eerie atmosphere over the camp. The air was thick with tension, and as I stepped out of our quarters, I could feel the weight of anticipation pressing down on my shoulders. Warriors were already moving through the camp, their faces set with determination as they prepared for the battle that lay ahead.

I found Jason standing at the edge of the training grounds, his gaze scanning the horizon. He looked resolute, his strong frame a pillar of strength that steadied my racing heart. “We need to rally everyone before the sun rises fully,” he said, turning to me with a fierce glint in his eyes. “The Black Faes will not wait for us to be ready.”

“Let’s gather the pack,” I replied, my voice steady. “Everyone needs to know what we’re facing. We fight as one.”