The icy wind whipped Elena's face as she trudged through the dense forest, clutching her sleeping infant son to her chest. Twigs snapped beneath her feet, and the faint howls of wolves echoed in the distance, sending chills down her spine. She had to keep moving, to put as much distance between herself and the pack territory as possible.

Exhaustion weighed heavily on her, but the fear of Kaden and the pack catching up to her kept her legs moving. She knew they would be relentless in their pursuit, driven by the belief that she had betrayed them.

After what seemed like an eternity, Elena stumbled upon a small clearing....