The cold wind stung Natalie’s face, but she barely noticed. Her eyes remained fixed on the scene across the border, where the tension in the air was thick. Horses pawed the ground, their hooves clattering like distant thunder. Male wolves, their eyes glowing with readiness, paced around the camp, while men, their hands resting on the barrels of their guns, stood vigilant. The war had come, and it was no longer a distant worry. It was here.

But amidst the chaos, there was one thing that kept her grounded—one person. Norwan. She had been searching for him all day. Her heart raced, but she couldn’t let fear overwhelm her. Not...