Chapter 107: The Warning Left in Blood
The following morning, White Moon's warriors gathered at the border, standing in a thick line of muscle and steel, waiting for Dante's command.
The air was wrong.
The forest was too quiet.
As if the world itself had stopped breathing.
Sage stepped beside Bella, her expression tight.
"You sure about what you saw?"
Bella's jaw tightened.
"Yes."
Dante stood ahead of them, his black coat draped over his broad shoulders, his blue eyes scanning the trees with predatory precision.
He felt it too.
The shift.
The unnatural presence pressing against their territory like a breath at the back of their necks.
Then—
A scout came sprinting from the woods, his face pale, his breathing ragged.
"Alpha!"
Dante stiffened.
"Speak."
The scout swallowed hard.
"We found something."
Bella's stomach twisted.
She already knew she didn't want to see it.
But she followed anyway.
Because this?
This was just the beginning.