The night was too quiet. Almost… wrong.
Aria stood at the edge of the forest, heart pounding. Something felt off. Ever since the Moon Goddess had chosen her as Axel’s true mate, things between the brothers—Axel, Asher, and Aiden—had changed. Asher had become distant, and Aiden forced smiles that didn’t reach his eyes. The strong bond between them had started to break.
And in those broken pieces… danger had found a way in.
Suddenly, the air shifted. A strange mist crept in from beyond the borders. At first, the warriors thought it was just fog—until they heard the screams.
“Rogues—wait, no! These aren’t normal wolves!” a scout shouted, blood covering his armor as he ran toward the estate.
Axel shifted first. His huge black wolf charged into the dark mist, claws digging into the ground.
