Chapter Thirty-Four - Onward
The sky was iron-grey when they set out.
Engines growled like beasts as the convoy wound its way down the cracked highway.
SUVs and trucks filled with warriors rumbled in a line, headlights cutting through the misty dawn. Others moved on foot at the flanks, wolves in their true forms pacing alongside the vehicles like silent sentinels. Four packs—Melting Moon, Celestia, Crescent, and Pine Wood—moving as one.
Inside the lead vehicle, Tristan sat rigid, eyes locked on the road stretching into Green Briar’s territory. His wolf, Thorne, snarled restlessly inside him, demanding haste, demanding blood. Every mile without Evandra clawed at him, the ache of their bond a dull blade twisting in his chest.
Beside him, Lefu rode in silence, dark eyes fixed forward, ha
