|| CASSENDRA'S POV ||

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the desolate landscape where fate had once again woven the threads of Cassendra's journey. As she moved through the shadows, a distant rustle of leaves caught her attention, prompting her to pause. The eerie silence was shattered by the emergence of two majestic wolves—Dominico and Zavier, their fur aglow in the moonlight. Stunned, Cassendra's breath caught in her throat as she watched them transform, their eyes locking onto her with an intensity that transcended the complexities of their shared history.

"Cassendra," Zavier's voice, now a deep growl, reverberated through the clearing. Dominico's eyes,...