Gannon’s POV

The forest echoed with the sounds of battle, growls, snarls, and the sharp clash of claws and teeth. My heart pounded, every nerve screaming to find her, to keep her safe.

I had never felt such fierce desperation.

Our daughter was the prize, and I was willing to tear the world apart to get her back.

The enemy moved like shadows, swift and deadly. Wolves twisted by dark magic, their eyes glowing with hatred and pain.

“Gannon! To your left!” Nova’s voice cut through the chaos.

I spun, slashing through a corrupted wolf with brutal precision. Blood sprayed, but I couldn’t stop.

Then, a shadow darted past, a...