(Daniel)
The walk to Rourke's camp takes three hours. Every step feels heavier than the last. Magnus's ultimatum stayed in my head with each footfall. One more chance. That's all I have left.
The camp looks different when I arrive at sunset. Smaller. The rogues who remain are gathered around a fire, their faces grim. They look up when I approach, and I see fear mixed with anger in their eyes.
"Daniel Stone," Rourke says, standing. His tone is cold. "We've been waiting for you."
"I came as soon as I could."
"Three of my pack are missing. And you show up with empty hands."
The other rogues shift, hands moving toward weapons. The atmosphere is hostile in a way it wasn't before.
"I know about the missing wolves," I say carefully. "That's why I'm here. We need to discuss what happened an
