Caitlyn’s POV

Three nights. That’s all we had left. Every hour felt like an eternity, and with each passing moment, the earth beneath us seemed to tremble more violently. The quakes had become relentless, a constant reminder of the Prime Wolf’s rising presence. All across the territories, wolves shifted involuntarily, some collapsing under the pressure of the energy pushing through the ground, others turning violent as the call of the Prime tore at their sanity. It was as if the very world was buckling beneath us, but there was no escape from it. No place left to hide.

I felt it, too—the pressure. The steady hum of something ancient, something...