CHAPTER 55:“I Came Here to Spy, but Now I’m Just Angry—Time to Crash This Murder Wedding”

ELIRA

Midnight wrapped the forest in shadow.

Even the stars held their breath as I stood at the edge of the trees, staring at the towering black walls of the Dagger Moon Pack. My breath came out in soft puffs, the cold biting at my skin, but I didn't flinch.

This was it.

I closed my eyes.

The fox within me stirred.

I whispered an old chant, one that hadn't left my lips in centuries. My bones stretched, twisted. The world shifted around me. The wind carried scents I hadn't smelled in ages—iron, death, power. My eyes opened, sharper now. Everything glowed faintly in the dark.

Fox vision.

Spirit sight.

I wasn't just Elira anymore..I was what the world had long forgotten. A shadow. A whisper. A ghost in flesh.

I sprinted toward the boundary.