The night air was thick with tension as Lucian and Axel stood in the middle of an open field. The battlefield was set between the borders of both territories, each side lined with warriors from their respective packs. The Bloodfang wolves stood firm on one side, watching their Alpha with anticipation, while Lucian’s pack, the Nightshade wolves, remained on the opposite side, their eyes burning with the need for revenge.
At the far end of the field, Isla was held in place by two Bloodfang warriors, her hands bound behind her back. She struggled against their grip, her heart pounding as she watched in terror. Axel had played her from the start, used her, and now, Lucian was fighting for everything, for her, for his pack, for his honor.
Kael stood a few feet behind Lucian, his body tense, h
